Lunch w/Patrick, old neurons, new glasses, Bubba pounces, an MMORPG-themed play, & blackout night…

~Saturday~  I met Patrick Barclay for lunch at noon at The Diner. We had good conversation, and a good brunch once our ham and cheese omelets were whisked away and our actual-ordered three-cheese omelets arrived. They had a shortage of pens there, and to that end they grabbed ours just as soon as we finished … Read more

Whatupdawg, my community service history, high expectorations, and a workout…

~Friday~  It was cold as a witch’s tit at the bus top this morning, and the bus was on the late, rather than early, side. As we went around a stopped Wolfline bus, I saw Logorrhea running to catch that one. I wondered if she talks as much on that bus as she does on … Read more

Let it snow, a Josh sighting, a Durn Good salad, a Letter Day Saint, and trash at the trailer…

~Thursday~  I played a running joke of Robert’s and mine and opened my blinds this morning saying, “Is it snowing?” And lo and behold, huge flakes were falling. I put on a pot of coffee, fired up my laptop, logged into work, and sent an e-mail to my manager, copying my officemate, that I’d plan … Read more

Buscapades, an odoriferous day, a weight milestone, 16 & pregnant, and a workout…

~Tuesday~  There were two peeps at my bus stop again this morning, once again an African-American couple, but not the same couple as yesterday. No pictures—portrait or landscape orientation—were taken. They both boarded before me and both said, “Day passes, please,” which is a requirement before putting your $2.00 in the fare machine so the … Read more

Hood day on the bus, Lacoste makes shoes?, a plethora of affirmations, and a fun night out…

~Friday~  Evidently I didn’t get the memo that it was hood and hat day on the bus. Four people sitting around me had hoods on, and by that I mean they had them pulled up over their heads on the bus, and two of them had on hats under those hoods. One of the hoods—sans … Read more

A morning haiku, being loved a hole punch, fatter lean meat, and finding a possible nude model…

~Saturday~  Although it had stopped snowing by morning, its remnants were all about. With my morning coffee in hand, I opened the blinds on the windows facing my back deck, to a scene that prompted me to write this haiku: No sound on my deck. Is that the white noise of snow? Beautiful morning. While … Read more

Getting mom and dad off to Jacksonville, checking in with work, back to the gym, & a snowy night out

~Friday~  Surprisingly, I woke up at about 8:30 and couldn’t get back to sleep. I told mom and dad that I’d call them at the Ramada Inn at 10:00 to see when they’d be ready. I was torn between calling them a little earlier and letting them sleep, but if I know my dad, he … Read more

A board meeting, a cardio workout, the Tina Turner gay agenda witchhunt, and homework…

~Sunday~  I slept in and drove to Manbites Dog Theater Company in Durham for our February 1:00 – 2:30 board of directors meeting. A bright spot in the meeting was the presence of Marshall, who is going to be doing Donor Development work for the theater—something we’ve desperately needed, and if the articulation of his … Read more

Final final arrangements, practicing homosexuality, drag her to Oak Street, the gym, and dancing…

~Saturday~  Today was quite the affirming day with regards to communications with my relatives, and by the end of it, I was able to articulate the final arrangements for my aunt’s funeral, which I’m posting here for posterity: There is going to be a mass on Wednesday, 02/10/10, starting at 10:00. Mom, Dad, and I … Read more