~Tuesday~ Stagnant Driver opened the doors to the mobile pressure cooker between 8:25 and 8:30, a little behind schedule. There were a couple of windows open, which helped to let off a little steam—literally and figuratively. I took a seat behind a person whose hair was a maze of tangles, or amazingly tangled, and whose … Read more
~Friday~ I caught the 8:15 city bus, and Stagnant Driver drove up in the mobile steamer. At a subsequent stop, a girl got on and when she slid her fare card in the machine, it said, “Please pay fare shown.” She held her hand above the screen to block the sun to try and see … Read more
~Wednesday~ I woke up with a start and looked at my still silent alarm clock, which read 8:05. Huh? It was set to 7:30, but I evidently never turned it on. Thank goodness I recently cut my hair, otherwise there is no way in hell I could have skipped the “shit, shower, and shave” before … Read more
~Friday~ Stagnant Driver pulled up in her 40-foot mobile oven this morning, and left it on bake my entire trip, searing her buscapade character name into time immemorial. What is wrong with her? I wish she were menopausal, although she doesn’t appear to be any where near old enough to be. It didn’t occur to … Read more
~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
~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
~Monday~ I took a sick day today, and slept until just after noon. I spent a lot of time in the bathroom today. ‘Nuff said. In the world of social media, two things of interest—one an affirmation: I have removed the “Interested in: Men” indicator in my Facebook profile, because when it’s checked, almost all … Read more
~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
~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
~Saturday~ My mom was one of seven children. Her oldest sister (Rita), and her oldest brother (Raymond) died many years ago; however, she’s lost three of her other four siblings in 2010: February 4, 2010, her baby sister. Annette L. Casmiro Annette, 72, was born on June 26, 1937 and passed away on Thursday, February … Read more