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

The perfect temperature, the earth moves under my feet, and a non-alcohol SIGDOC meeting…

~Tuesday~ I was ready early this morning, so I killed a little time before going to the bus stop by installing Open Office on my home desktop computer, and collecting the trash around the house in anticipation of this week’s collection. It was the perfect temperature out this morning. I arrived at the city bus … Read more

A bumbling boarder, a three-meeting workday, celebratory drinks, and The Help pleases…

~Thursday~ I was at the city bus stop at 8:18. Because the bus didn’t arrive until 8:25, and there was no one else waiting at the stop after that deluge of students yesterday, I was starting to wonder if I’d missed it getting out there at 8:18. I guess those students only have Monday-Wednesday classes … Read more

Razor blade extensions, students at the bus stop and back to school, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  A while ago, my friend Bob, who reads my blog and knows I haven’t changed the blade in my razor since February 4, 2011, gave me an ARKO shaving soap stick, saying that it gives him such a smooth, smooth shave (of his head), and joking that it could probably allow me to use … Read more

Pill boxes, 2 X PROTEIN, non-sexual orientation, drinking, and the holy trinity of drinking…

~Monday~  I had another big ol’ bowl of All-Bran Bran Buds cereal for breakfast and brushed my teeth right after eating it, which was gross. Nothing worse than a fiber-toothed tiger. Packing my lunch to bring into the office, I couldn’t find my pill box. Not my pillbox hat; I know where that is—right there … Read more