Vitriol on the bus, parochial school dress, Google craters, and calendaring…

~Monday~ Today’s buscapade involved—what appeared to me as—unprovoked vitriol. It was cold when I got on the bus, which to me is never a problem. I always prefer it to be too cold over being too hot. After several stops, the bus driver finally turned off the AC, not by any suggestion of anyone that … Read more

My namesakes update, no one cares about a few things, Kindling for reading, and a night in…

~Friday~ Something I meant to capture last night at Flex: At one point in the evening a girl standing next to me, introducing the guy she was with to another guy nearby, said, “This is my boyfriend. He’s gay, but he loves me.” Alrighty then. About five minutes before the bus came, a pickup truck … Read more

Two-episodes-in-one buscapade, three work meetings, one STC meeting, and non-booger drag…

~Thursday~ Today’s buscapades were a serendipitous soap opera. When I got on the bus, there was a lady sitting across from me with a Waffle House uniform on. I thought, “Damn, she’s got a long way to go,” because the stop for the Waffle house is the last stop on the outbound route, which means … Read more

Badu’s back, a busy work day, scheduling for The Turn of the Screw, and tunnel light…

~Tuesday~ The Erykah Badu lady with the heavy eyelashes was on the bus again this morning. She had on her black, pin-striped pants again, but the rest of the outfit was different. She had on white eye shadow, which accentuated her eyes and heavy lashes even more if you can imagine, especially since she’s African-American. We … Read more

Breakfast in, NCGLFF choices, a renewal, a workout, stupid mail, and some karaoke…

~Sunday~ Last night, Joe and I had talked about possibly meeting at Panera Bread for breakfast this morning, but I didn’t really feel up to it, and he was gracious enough to change plans. I had two eggs over easy, some toast, and coffee here at the house. I forgot to mention yesterday that I … Read more

Loud, dirty laundry; fictional mail; a quick workout; me in pearls; and an easy crossword puzzle…

~Thursday~ I read Anna Karenina on the bus on the way in this morning. I received a reminder that my book is due on Monday, and I would love to finish it without having to renew it a third time. I think it’s doable over the weekend. My only meeting today was from 2:00-3:30, and … Read more

A sham; A water meter liability; Take a letter, Maria, address it to yourself; and dancing…

~Wednesday~ Today’s buscapade revolves around how acoustics can affect getting “the dirt.” Imagine this depiction of the first few seats on the bus. In the past, whenever I’ve referred to a bus having two center-facing seats in the front, this is the kind of set up I’m talking about, and it was the seating arrangement … Read more

Rap babies, buscapades, a calculated card replacement, friendship bread, and some reading…

~Monday~ Go ahead. Take a minute (a minute and one second, to be exact) to start your day with a giggle: Shortly after boarding the bus this morning, I was treated to a PSA, apparently for the bus drivers, but being broadcasted loud enough over the bus’s radio communication system that it might as well … Read more

Screaming Jacksons, NSO orientations, technology replacing humans, and a nap…

~Tuesday~ Someone pointed to this video in a tweet. I’d never seen it (or heard of it), but I love it. I tweeted this today: nematome: Confession: I’m waiting to buy some MJ music until after they stop reporting the number of sales of everything since his death. #dontknowwhy about 3 hours ago from web … Read more