An electric bug zapper horn, a dominatrixy Asian, and a festive dance night…

~Wednesday~  I was actually ready early this morning, and rather than driving to a nearby Wolfline stop, I killed some time by slicing up a cantaloupe I bought yesterday and emptying my dishwasher. After all that, I almost missed the bus. It pulled up when I was still crossing the street to get to the … Read more

Deviled egg whites salvaged, a 40-year-old clarinet summoned, and the rhetoric of yellow lights…

~Monday~ I woke up at 8:30 again, and once again after not being able to fall back asleep for an hour, I got up. In an attempt to salvage some of those dreadful deviled eggs from yesterday, I scooped out the mixture and chopped up the whites of a few of them, which I sautéed … Read more

Donated diamonds, a Labor Day Holiday cookout, in-and-out scareyoke, and Asians and math…

~Sunday~ I got up at about 9:30 today, after trying to go back to sleep for an hour. I tested the mixture for the deviled eggs, which I immediately didn’t like. It was way too salty and the taste just wasn’t where I wanted it to be. I considered just tossing them all, but then … Read more

It’s my move in eight games, a found hour to prep for deviled eggs, & Suzanne’s family gathering…

~Saturday~&nbsp I devised Wednesday’s, Thursday’s and Friday’s blog entries from my phone notes and posted them. I made moves in the many Scrabble games in which it was my turn: I created a doodle.com poll to schedule September’s, October’s, November’s, and December’s Salons and sent the link to the members. I was getting ready to … Read more

Another banana on the bus, wanting to tap your audience, a dancing dinner for Van, & fun dancing…

~Wednesday~  I was ready between city buses, so I drove up to Avent Ferry and Gorman to catch a university bus. I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village, on which once again, a hot guy thought it would be a good idea to sit holding a banana between his legs. Way distracting. I had no … Read more

A yenta fail, no C-Diff to speak of, a return-to-car fail, and a festive dance night…

~Wednesday~  I was ready at 8:05, this morning and caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus at Avent Ferry and Gorman at 8:10. A guy sitting next to me was reading a book that I couldn’t quite see without being any more obvious. I jotted down: Faber Fritts? as potentially being the author’s name, and … Read more