~Sunday~ I slept in this morning. Exactly as one should on vacation. Glorious. Today’s National Coming Out Day and I tweeted this about it: “Today is National Coming Out Day. Closets are for clothes. Dare to live your authentic life. Doing so probably saved my life. #JustDoIt” Of course my Twitter feed goes to Facebook’s … Read more
~Saturday~ We had planned to eat breakfast at The Maltby Cafe this morning, but had a change of plans rescheduling it for Tuesday morning. Kevin and I ate at Julia’s on Broadway instead. I had their Spicy Baja Omelet, and it was pretty damn good. Due to a calculation error, our waitress got about a 38% … Read more
~Friday~ A couple of years back, I changed my airline seat preference from window to aisle. So, looking at my seat assignment for this morning’s flight from Raleigh to Cincinnati, I was a little nonplussed to see, “17A.” Well, as it turned out, 17A was both a window and an aisle seat. It was one … Read more
~Friday~ Of all the city bus drivers I’ve had over the year I’ve been riding today’s is about the best. It was with all of that enthusiasm that I made a note of the e-mail address with which to nominate a driver for “Driver of the Week.” Madonna and Genetically-Beautiful Daughter (a.k.a. Sophia now) were … Read more
~Wednesday~ On most of the city buses, just under the place where all the pamphlets of the various CAT bus routes are kept, there is a plastic plate under which sheets of paper and postcards can be slipped. Almost exclusively, this spot touts ads for local churches. I wonder what that says about targeted and/or captive audiences. … Read more
~Saturday~ I had my alarm set to not sleep over eight hours, but woke up after seven and couldn’t easily fall back asleep, so I got up. I had an English muffin, a hard-boiled egg with the yoke discarded, and a cup of coffee that ended up being a lot of drama. I hate it … Read more
~Wednesday~ I woke up at 7:50, immediately disoriented because it was bright out already, but my alarm hadn’t gone off. Turns out it wasn’t set. (Love that “no blame” passive voice.) I can’t remember the last time, if ever, I’ve done that. I calmed myself, “Don’t go to the Alzheimer’s place. It’s an isolated incident.” Because … Read more
~Friday~ Madonna and Genetically-Beautiful Daughter (a.k.a. Sophia), did what, by now, has become their routine—that is to say, they got off the bus at the stop after I got on. The Waffle House Man sat in front of me holding a half-eaten breakfast that I got a quick look at as I passed him to take … Read more
~Monday~ I caught the “short bus” today, meaning I only traveled four stops instead of the fifteen or so I normally do to get to work. And that’s because I attended the first day of a DITA Conference, which was held at the McKimmon Center, which is very close to my house, which is one more “which”—make that two … Read more
~Thursday~ My short walk to the bus stop this morning was a little on the trashy side. Actually, it was trash day, and I did a quick check of the trash cans and recycle bins as I passed the ones set out for trash pickup in my townhouse area. It would appear that the neighbors … Read more