A soda bottle soars, rooms to let 50¢, walking a circular line, and fresh Hoo-Mee noodles…

~Monday~  I left my house at 8:14, was at the bus stop at 8:15, and the bus arrived at 8:20. That’s the kind of timing I like when it’s in the 30s in the morning. There were only three other people already on when I boarded, and I was kind of surprised when the bus … Read more

Yellow trees, public space violations, a Thanksgiving dinner with Joe, and dirty games at Flex…

~Tuesday~  I’ve been running behind in the mornings lately, so today I set my alarm ten minutes earlier than I have been. I was out at the bus stop at 8:17, and the bus arrived at 8:23. It was a beautiful morning weather-wise, and the sun caught the trees near my house and stop at … Read more

A pregnant character, ringtone shenanigans, perilous parallel parking, & prostrate exercises…

~Monday~  I was running behind this morning, and arriving at the bus stop at 8:18, I couldn’t be sure if I hadn’t missed the 8:15 bus. At 8:29, I was just about to admit defeat, when the bus pulled up to the nearby intersection. There was a new driver behind the wheel, and he didn’t … Read more

Insurance issues and the back of the bus, people lessons, there’s George, meeting Ogun, & TPPN…

~Thursday~  I caught the 8:15 city bus with Hello Outdoorsy Driver at the helm. Sitting in my vicinity was a white guy in a wheelchair, a black guy sleeping, and a black lady two seats in front of me with a serious updo. A little bit down the road, the wheelchair guy’s phone rang: “I’VE BEEN … Read more

Talkin’ to nappy on the bus, a learning and sharing lunch, and a fun enough dance night…

~Wednesday~  I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus, and just as I took a seat, I thought I heard, “John!” and then I knew I heard, “John!!!” from a few seats away. It was Rachael, one of my favorite people from our Alternative Spring Break 2010 Gulf Coast Trip to Thibodaux, LA in March. … Read more

Missed buses, a knitter, a glitter coat, a working lunch, electronic e-cycling, and Salon XVI…

~Monday~  This morning I actually remembered that I left my thermos at work on Friday before I put the coffee on. I drove to the Food Lion Park & Ride this morning to catch either the #1 Avent Ferry Wolfline bus or the #9 Greek Village bus, both of which terminate there. I didn’t see … Read more

New York minutes, antsy pants, green eggs & ham, a naked library patron, and noodlehead…

~Friday~  I caught the 7:45 city bus, which arrived late. I am so ambivalent about riding the city bus lately. If it wasn’t for the potential blog fodder, I’d choose the frequency and consistency of the university buses in a New York minute. With that said, I used the time waiting this morning to come … Read more

Jackie, a bible reader, and a lost soul on the bus; a spat; experience sharing; and I had a dream…

~Thursday~  I picked up the #9 Greek Village Wolfline bus this morning, and was pleased to see Jackie on the bus and took a seat next to her. Jackie was the student leader on our 2010 Gulf Coast Alternative Spring Break Trip last year to Thibodaux, LA, where we did post-Katrina Habitat for Humanity Work. … Read more

A 6-month old speaks on the bus, a preacher asks the meaning of life, & a sandwich artist beams…

~Wednesday~  In an anomaly, the 7:45 bus was not early, and in fact didn’t come until 7:55. When taking a seat on the bus, I always put my bags—a laptop bag and a soft-sided briefcase, both black—in the window seat and I take the aisle seat. That’s as much as I ever think about it, … Read more