Thin seats, a 2×3-inch Bible, a tabula rasa hand, ambiguous study sheets, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  I rode the #9 Greek Village Wolfline bus in again this morning. I think it’s time the seats on the university buses take a lesson from what had to be done at Disneyland to the boats that take riders through It’s a Small World. The seats on the buses are way too narrow to … Read more

101 Dalmatians, a translucent bag, a polyester uniform, and dinner with the Gulf Coast ASB kids…

~Tuesday~  I had a two-bus ride to work this morning, as I had a 9:00-10:30 meeting in a building I don’t work in. The first leg was the #9 Greek Village Wolfline bus, upon which a girl boarding after me walked by sporting an old-fashioned, metal, 101 Dalmatians, lunch box. Following closely behind her was … Read more

Screaming on the outside, an unfortunate pigeon drop-in (dropping), and a Friday night in…

~Friday~  There were no regulars on the city bus this morning, but there were more people than usual, so I sat further toward the back than I usually do. A lady in the first seat, a center-facing seat, so she essentially was facing the driver and speaking to her on and off. She wore a … Read more

Interviewed for research, lunch w/Susan, upper body work, and alcohol arm curls…

~Thursday~  I went to catch the Wolfline bus at 8:00 to meet a student in the MS in Technical Communication program at 8:30 at Reverie coffee shop on Hillsborough Street, just down the street from my office. Not two minutes after I arrived at the stop, I remembered that it was Easter Break for the … Read more

Flashcards, darkside of the rainbow, an imminent cultural adventure, key issues, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  I rode the #9 Greek Village Wolfline bus in this morning, on which a young, female student studied, what looked like, vocabulary words, using flashcards. Word on the front, definition on the back. I noticed yellow highlighting in some of the definitions when the cards were flipped. I didn’t realize they still made 3×5 … Read more

An excruciatingly slow eater; the biggest loser; and ladies & gentleman, Salon IX…

~Monday~  I rode the #9 Greek Village Wolfline bus in this morning, on which I sat across from a thin Asian girl eating a piece of toast. It was unbuttered, and I can’t even begin to articulate how slowly she ate it. She must have chewed this one bite one hundred times. It so reminded … Read more

House ads, surveying, financing, recruiting into the heterosexual lifestyle, dancing, and TPPN…

~Thursday~  I continue to notice house ads on the bus, and this morning four out of the five (on the city) bus were house ads—two (of the same) ads for a temporary detour coming up for the 7C route, and two (of the same ad) for an upcoming public hearing about proposed fare policy changes. … Read more

Androgyny on the bus, pretty preacher preaches, sneaky gays, class, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  I rode the Wolfline bus in this morning, on which I counted 9 ads above the seats on one side of the bus. Three of them were “house ads”: one about Wolfline’s Holiday/Break Schedule, one about the “Wolfprowl” bus, and the other about NC State Transportation’s Go Pass program. There weren’t too many students … Read more