900 Gorman Street, Elijah!, it’s its like it should be, lunch w/Myra, & hairy issues…

~Tuesday~  This morning’s 8:15 city bus was sufficiently air-conditioned. A man sat in the front, right, center-facing seat holding up a little piece of paper with an address of 900 Gorman Street on it, and both the lady in the seat behind me and the seat across from me were engaged in helping him determine … Read more

The bus detours from the detour, silent discos, a silenced young girl, & collaborating with Anna…

~Monday~  I couldn’t have been more pleased to see a heavy, male driver of the 8:15 city bus pull up to my stop this morning. With that I thought: “There’s a chance the air will be on because: 1) It’s not the regular lady driver who keeps it turned off, and 2) Since the driver’s … Read more

It’s always something, stop tape, long toes, a 32-year anniversary, and dinner with Steve…

~Thursday~  Today was a repeat of a stagnant-air, hot bus. Several of the windows were actually open, though, and the air mercifully came on at the Kaplan and Gorman intersection, which is just minutes past where I board. Interestingly, when it did come on, it smelled a little musty and mildewy. Like Roseanne Roseannadanna used … Read more

An ice queen bus driver, showing some leg, Myra’s back in town, dancing tragedy, and juicy obits…

~Wednesday~  Another uncomfortably high-humidity morning boarding a bus with no air circulating whatsoever. During my short 10-15 minute ride, one person fanned himself with a magazine, one lady got up and took two CAT Bus Route pamphlets out of the rack and used those to fan herself, and the guy sitting across from me opened … Read more

A pretty French Maid spins a head, a technical edit, and creationism gets a new finger…

~Monday~  I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus up at the Gorman Street / Kings Court stop. Just before the bus arrived, this cute, petite Asian girl walked up to the stop in an outfit that made me think, “Are you a student or a French Maid?” I’m quite sure if I were straight, … Read more

90% humidity, wife-beaters day, lunch w/Susan, and sabbaticals at dancing…

~Wednesday~  I couldn’t understand why—at 76°—I was beginning to sweat at the bus stop. A quick check of The Weather Channel app and it all became clear. Humidity: 90%. Evidently, I didn’t get the memo that it was Black-muscular-men-in-wife-beaters Day along Gorman Street today. I met my, then grad school professor and now friend, Susan for … Read more

A compassionate bus driver, all-I-can-lunch, a difficult meeting, and a diverse night out…

~Tuesday~  I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus at the corners of Gorman and Kaplan, and although the temperature was in the 70’s, the humidity was at 75%. Moist. I would describe the university bus this morning as fairly full, but not crowded. The Asian guy I’ve portrayed a couple of times, who usually … Read more

Feels like it’s hot, a Man-Up Revival, a piece of cake, and Cup A Joe-ing my blog…

~Monday~  I caught the 8:15 city bus, which I waited for in the heat and humidity until 8:25. My BlackBerry app,  The Weather Channel, said that it was “81° out, but feels like 87°,” and I wanted to add, “And at a bus stop, with absolutely zero breeze, it really feels like 92°. And that … Read more

A mixed-up meeting, a lunch meeting, two more meetings, a workout, & knockin’ on doorbells…

~Thursday~  I caught the 8:15 city bus in, but only took it half the distance I usually take it, as I had a meeting in another building at 9:00—or so I thought. I got off the bus at the Gorman/Sullivan Streets intersection and walked the short way down the street to the Admin II building. … Read more