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

Thoughtfulness credit, catching up my blog, mostly social book club, and some free pool…

~Sunday~ Someone got breakfast in bed this morning, but by the time I got upstairs with it, he had gotten up. He ended up eating it at the kitchen table, which was much more practical, and I still got credit for the thoughtfulness. WIN! [Hover over image for description] Ha! This entry on failblog.org reminded … Read more

A buscapade that continued off the bus, dinner with Hugh & Abby, and some time at Flex…

~Friday~ A cast of characters in today’s buscapade: A very attractive, very-well dressed lady sat on one of the center-facing priority seats for the elderly and disabled. She had on huge white beaded dangling earrings, a black nylon on her head covering all of her hair and pulled back tightly into a bun—wide and short like a … 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

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

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

Lucy’s gravely ill, a workout, an MP3 experiment, some work, and some karaoke…

~Sunday~ Who knew it wasn’t about LSD? Real `Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds’ gravely ill. I made it to the gym again today—starting out with five minutes of stretching my legs, followed by 30 minutes on the elliptical machine for a 518-calorie burning workout. The MP3 Experiment: You may not have heard of Improv … Read more

Some indulgence, some errands, and some socializing…

~Saturday~ Today’s entry starts off with a confession. For the last two days I’ve been doing something I haven’t done in a long time. I’ve watched television. I used to love The Practice back when it was on and I had a TV. To be precise, I guess, what I loved was Dylan McDermott playing … Read more