Flaunting their heterosexuality, coming out in middle school, socializing & dancing…

~Wednesday~  I woke up at 7:50, immediately disoriented because it was bright out already, but my alarm hadn’t gone off. Turns out it wasn’t set. (Love that “no blame” passive voice.) I can’t remember the last time, if ever, I’ve done that. I calmed myself, “Don’t go to the Alzheimer’s place. It’s an isolated incident.” Because … Read more

A walk, “worse-case-scenarios-for-parents,” MSBC, and long-term commitments in my life…

~Sunday~  I took advantage of the wonderful weather today and did the nice three-mile walk around Lake Johnson. While walking I listened to an episode of This American Life that is up there in the top three—and I’ve listened to a lot of them—of all-time compelling, compelling radio. I don’t even have kids, and it was … Read more

The Wire, stalking a mail truck, a thank-you**3 note, the library, some work, and dancing…

~Saturday~  I was up at 8:00 after almost twelve hours sleep. Glorious. After an English muffin, a hard-boiled egg, and some coffee, I caught up Thursday’s and Friday’s blog entries. I watched The Wire: Season 1: Episode 9: Game Day. Intense. I meant to capture this note I got from the dean of CHASS after the … Read more

A buscapade, a spring-loaded tube of coffee cups, dinner with Suzanne, and a long night’s sleep…

~Friday~  Madonna and Genetically-Beautiful Daughter (a.k.a. Sophia), did what, by now, has become their routine—that is to say, they got off the bus at the stop after I got on. The Waffle House Man sat in front of me holding a half-eaten breakfast that I got a quick look at as I passed him to take … Read more

Swine flu vomit, odds & ends, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ Back to the long bus today, and accompanied by Diarrhea-of-the-Mouth who not only talks incessantly, but loud, as I’m sure I’ve characterized her before. Here’s a part of her vomit stream today, and yes, I know that all caps is annoying and implies screaming, which is exactly why I’m employ it as a rhetorical … Read more

DITA, signs of dementia, a confluence of cohorts, sports metaphors, and a workout…

~Monday~  I caught the “short bus” today, meaning I only traveled four stops instead of the fifteen or so I normally do to get to work. And that’s because I attended the first day of a DITA Conference, which was held at the McKimmon Center, which is very close to my house, which is one more “which”—make that two … Read more

VolunteerWork, GettingPublishedWork, WorkWork, smelling the roses, and policing smoke…

~Sunday~  I had breakfast at the Farmers’ Market Restaurant enjoying their most delicious French Toast. I had it with link sausage and an egg over easy on the side. I know it’s redundant to have an egg with French Toast, since the batter on it is made with eggs, but I like it, and it’s … Read more

A worm or a snake, who moved my cheese, a workout, some laundry, and The Wire…

~Friday~  Walking down the drive out of my townhouse, I saw a crawler on the ground. Because of its short length, I thought it was one thing, but when I got closer and saw how it was more flat than round, I thought it was another thing. My first thought was, “Is that a worm or … Read more

A trashy morning, paid by the passenger, Prudie rips another new one, and personified quarters…

~Thursday~  My short walk to the bus stop this morning was a little on the trashy side. Actually, it was trash day, and I did a quick check of the trash cans and recycle bins as I passed the ones set out for trash pickup in my townhouse area. It would appear that the neighbors … Read more