Cell Phone Lady, Paris, & Sci-Fi Fantasy Man, meetings, tweets, dinner, and reading…

~Tuesday~  I was on the bus a half-hour earlier this morning, so on the 7:45 instead of the 8:15. There was only one other person on when I got on and that was Sci-Fi Fantasy Man. A couple of stops later, Cell Phone Lady got on, but without being on the phone, and without getting … Read more

Sliding on the bus, crying on the bus, lunch w/Susan, new tires, & the gym…

~Monday~  It’s the “City of Raleigh–Try Transit Week,” for which today’s bus driver did nothing toward making it an experience that might make one say, “Yeah, this is great! I could do this—and enjoy it!” He floored the gas pedal before I made it anywhere close to a seat, which made me slide a little on … Read more

Grumpy Boy & Paris buscapade, lunch@Irregardless, and time with my sister…

~Thursday~  Our very little girl with the little yellow purse on the vertically extended arm got on the bus again this morning. She had on yellow socks to match her purse—and I find it hard to believe that I’ve not noticed these before if they’re not new: she had on large, gold, serpentine hoop earrings. And … Read more

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

Skidding at the bus stop, anal-retentive tire documentation, good workday, & a visit from my plumber

~Tuesday~  I caught the 7:45 bus today instead of the 8:15, as I needed to leave work to be home by 5:00. It was drizzling, and I was surprised by the number of incidences of skidding tires that I witnessed at the intersection near which I wait for the bus. It reminded me that I must … 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

A grumpy buscapade and The Italian Actress by Little Green Pig at MBD…

~Thursday~ I didn’t get the memo that I was supposed to wear camouflage pants on the bus this morning. Two very attractive young men did, though, and they wore them well. One of them is becoming a regular rider whom I haven’t really mentioned before, but he’s a young Hispanic boy who I’ve seen almost … Read more

DITA day two, a one-year anniversary, a John Martin love-fest, good financial news, and a nap…

~Tuesday~ Another short bus ride this morning for day two of the DITA conference at the McKimmon Center. Though, I never saw her, I listened to a little kid “saying the darnedest things” in the back of the bus during the short time I was on it. Today’s entry will be on the affirmation-heavy side, … Read more