Faux temps, hyperbolic sunshine, finding a church on the bus, & dealt 2 cards—a Queen & a 3…

~Thursday~  At the bus stop, the weather felt crisp and I wondered what the temperature was. A quick check of The Weather Channel app on my CrackBerry indicated 59°, which I just couldn’t believe. “It can’t be that cold out here.” I checked wral.com’s weather page, and it said 67°, which seemed much more plausible. … Read more

Relishing Library Man, Logorrhea’s rejection, an evening nap, and a dangerous drink…

~Thursday~  She’s out to get me. She did it again. Stagnant Driver arrived with the A/C on. Library Man was on board this morning, and I purposefully took a seat behind him so I could see what he was reading. No hometown newspaper with color photos in it today, but instead a paper magazine called … Read more

Madonna declines, manning up, the Sybil of beer, and a short dancing hiatus…

~Wednesday~  Stagnant Driver dragged her 8:15 bus up to my stop at 8:25. Watch. Now that I’ve named her, she’ll have the A/C on all the time. I haven’t mentioned that I’ve seen Madonna—of Madonna-and-Genetically-Beautiful-Daughter buscapade character name fame—a couple of times over the past week or two. Only one time was she with said … Read more

Stagnant Driver named, a near trunk full of bus, unsolicited workout advice, & Glee…

~Tuesday~  Hooray for today, as the university fall Wolfline schedule went into effect, which means four times more buses running about three times more often than over the summer. With that said, I didn’t take a Wolfline bus into work this morning. I was rushed, however, to get to the city bus stop by 8:15, … Read more

Pointless honking, no hablo español, a Logorrhea rival, and working into the morning…

~Thursday~  At the city bus stop this morning, for no apparent reason, the horn alarm on this car started going off: It stopped after several minutes, also for no apparent reason. That is to say, no one came out to tend to it, at least no one that I could see. This “house ad” was … Read more

What glam isn’t, a $411 payment, a racy “voice note,” an airport run, and a drag…

~Tuesday~  I was back on the 8:15 bus today, which was driven by the usual driver, but with unusual hair. Not unusual in general, just unusual for her. It was teased out, and I liked it. A couple of stops into the route, a plus-sized lady boarded with a turquoise and lime green top on. … Read more

Buscapades, an extraordinary encounter, an airport run apart, and a late night out and about…

~Friday~  The African-American girl who was at the stop on Tuesday, with the shoes and ball cap and didn’t find her knight in shining armor on the bus, was at the stop as I approached. Coming from the other direction was said knight, running that brush through his lack of hair. They didn’t even say … Read more

Regular dogs, a visual buscapade, up on the roof, a winefest, and cotton mouth…

~Thursday~  At the bus stop, I had this thought: “We expect our dogs to be regular.” This was brought about as someone who lives with the back of their townhouse facing the bus stop stepped outside with his Golden Retriever, which walked around a little in what I projected to be an attempt to squat … Read more

A day old fire, a presumable buscapade, a birthday drink & dinner, and a train wReck…

~Tuesday~  I totally forgot to capture this yesterday: As soon as I set my stuff down upon arrival at the office, the fire alarm went off. My officemate muttered under her breath, “I haven’t got time for this today…” A few seconds later, our colleague Noah stuck his head in the suite area of our … Read more

House ads, surveying, financing, recruiting into the heterosexual lifestyle, dancing, and TPPN…

~Thursday~  I continue to notice house ads on the bus, and this morning four out of the five (on the city) bus were house ads—two (of the same) ads for a temporary detour coming up for the 7C route, and two (of the same ad) for an upcoming public hearing about proposed fare policy changes. … Read more