Leftover buscapades, campus is teeming again, and you look TIRED!

~Wednesday~ The only thing worse than buscapades are leftover buscapades. Sorry. This happened yesterday on the way home, and I forgot to capture it. A piggy banker got on the bus, but before she started the coin clanging, she said to the bus, “Anyone got a nickel?” I have really got to start keeping some … Read more

Xfer of responsibility, never been there, funeral parlor shenanigans, MBD BOD meeting…

~Tuesday~ Today brought about a transfer of responsibility on the bus. Specifically, the accounting for my free ride each day has been transferred from the bus driver to me. It used to be that I just flashed my NCSU Campus Card at the bus driver and s/he pushed some button on the computer attached to … Read more

Buscapades and NCSU’s MS in Tech Comm Program Orientation…

~Monday~  The girl in the seat in front of me on the bus this morning did one of those Johari Window’s second quadrant (“blind spot”) things. That’s the quadrant that contains the things you don’t know, but that others do. What she didn’t know that I did know was that when she pulled up her … Read more

An early workday, three writing affirmations, and the 14th Annual Gay & Lesbian film festival…

~Friday~ I caught the 7:15 bus in this morning, one of the earlier ones I’ve taken since starting riding, and it was surprisingly empty, in other words, boring. I wanted to get to work early so I could leave early, as I had to be in Durham by 4:45 this afternoon. I had a busy … Read more

Brothers can you spare a quarter? Crickets. UTTERS. A comic and a workout…

~Thursday~  I’ve seen the man before who sat in the seat in front of me on the bus this morning. I’m quite sure he’s a veteran of some war. He wears some sort of orange medical band on his left wrist and usually has his walking cane draped over the seat in front of him. … Read more

A “piggy banker,” a pumpkin orange blouse, not me in an ad, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ This morning we had a “Piggy Banker” board the bus at one stop. This is the person who pays their fare with a gazillion coins. One after another after another—that interminable clanging as the coins drop down the long, cylindrical chamber of the fare machine, and the people behind them waiting to get on … Read more

Didn’t love the guy, a morning of meetings, a big lunch, and a night in…

~Tuesday~ This morning at 8:00 was my appointment with my new dermatologist. This is the doctor that my GP, whom by now you know I love, recommended to me back when I saw her in May. Yes, I finally got around to making an appointment with him. This is what I wrote about him in … Read more

Buscapades coming and going, a hectic workday, and a mishmash for dinner…

~Monday~ The people sitting in the first few rows of the bus today could have posed in a picture for a diversity poster like this one: We had a couple of African-Americans (one male, one female), a couple of Caucasians (one gay male, one presumably straight female), an Asian-American lady, an Hispanic man, and a Native … Read more

Wrightsville Beach / Wilmington Vacation—Day 2

~Saturday~ We were up at 9:00 in time to have the hotel’s complimentary breakfast, which ended at 10:00. Robert scored a table for us, which was no easy feat, and I enjoyed a bagel with cream cheese, along with a hard-boiled egg, topping it off with a small banana-nut muffin and some coffee. Life is … Read more