An Independence Day cookout with family and friends, and dancing…

~Saturday~ I had a lazy morning, and did a couple of loads of laundry, the second one being my sheets. I look forward to fresh, clean, soft ones tonight! I met Robert at 4:00 at his sister and her husband’s farm out in Orange County, where we enjoyed three hours of a very interesting collection … Read more

A petit Salon, investment in the black, a good workout, MJ: the ultimate collection, & bar-hopping..

~Friday~ Five-sixths of the Salon—Sarah, Kim, Anna, Brad (in order of appearance in the slideshow)— met at Helios from 11:00 until about 1:30, where we proceeded to have an impromptu petit Salon. Two Tweeters made an appearance at Helios while I was there, always a delight to see both—@hughlh and @abbyladybug. I got an email … Read more

8.5-inch cylinders, grawlixes, PSA results, paranormal phenomena, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ Today’s buscapade: At one stop a young man—a student I’m guessing—got on the bus with a totally clear plastic backpack on. I never saw such a thing. That phrase so reminds me of this infamous sign on I-95 running between North and South Carolina: But I digress… The clear backpack was tightly packed with … Read more

Buscapdes (including butt floss), tweets, lunch w/Susan, pills, a haircut, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ This morning’s buscapde includes a hurried threesome, a Marlon Brando lookalike, and some butt floss. The bus was running early today, and at one stop, three ladies boarded: the first one I’m quite sure walked like a duck, talked like a duck, and slept with other female ducks—I know she dressed like a duck the … Read more

A buscapade, some work, a workout, Robert’s back, and some language stuff…

~Monday~ I started all over again this morning at 7:00, but this time it was Monday morning, and I did catch the 7:45 bus. There was a lady on the bus, whom I’ve seen before, with her two little girls—one maybe two years old, the other one maybe three or four. The two-year old was absolutely adorable—with … Read more

Knock, knock; wieners on the grill (or not); a workout; some lame dancing; and the 4th meal…

~Saturday~ The uniformed police officer knocking on the door to the townhouse across from mine, but not getting any answer, made me think of reasons why he’d be doing that: Someone is suspected to be dead inside. To serve a subpoena. To serve an eviction notice. To follow-up on a noise ordinance complaint. What I … Read more

Silly Putty suicide, additional postage required, a short workout, & playing in a Washing Machine…

~Friday~ Two normally unrelated things in my life came together this week: the campus on which I work, NC State University (NCSU) a fellow blogger and friend, Ginny Skalski when NCSU did a public experiment and Ginny recorded it and put it on her website, 30threads.com. Before you look at the video, picture in your … Read more

A bus RIDDLE, a buscapade DISSECTED, good work day, dinner & dancing with Robert…

~Wednesday~ Today’s buscapade is a riddle! You’re driving your car to work in the pouring rain when you see three people on the side of the road at an uncovered bus stop. You recognize one as your best friend waiting to go to work, the second is your perfect lover, someone that if you met … Read more

Rain falls, tempers rise: a buscapade; a good workout; a good podcast; and some pool…

~Tuesday~ Rain falls, tempers rise: a buscapade. I woke up to the sound of torrential rain. A quick peek between blind slats at the rippling stream of water running along the pavement of the downhill parking area in front of my townhouse confirmed what I already knew. By the time I left for the bus … Read more