One thing that’s interesting about Twitter, and its connection to Facebook’s status field, is that you just never know what kind of comment is going to spark wild conversation. At work, right before lunch, I went to the restroom, and upon returning to my office, I tweeted: I hate, hate, HATE urinals beside sinks in … Read more
This was new news when I first saw it, but now it’s all over the Internet. If you haven’t seen it, it’s worth the 7-minute investment. 47 Year old Susan Boyle wows the judges with her performance in the auditions for Britain’s Got Talent, singing I dreamed a dream from Les Miserables. Dream the dream. … Read more
Oh the bizarreness of dreams… I was in a work meeting in which Mardecia, who is an African-American director-level colleague of mine, was supposed to do a short presentation. I opened the door to the room in which we were meeting, which was clearly a school classroom, and looked to see if she was coming … Read more
I was up and at ’em early this morning, as I had to make a grocery store run before catching the bus. Normally, I would have parked at the Food Lion and caught the Wolfline bus in from there, but the university buses were not running today, due to the Easter break. I committed to … Read more
It’s official. I have lost my small Totes umbrella. Damnit. We had the weirdest weather today—hence the focus on the umbrella. We’ve had several days in the 70s and 80s, and all of a sudden, today, we had in succession: a tornado watch, a severe thunderstorm watch, and then a freeze warning. And in between … Read more
This would be a classic example of the rhetorical device known as the double entendre. Go Wilkinson blades! I hope I don’t have another dream about Oprah’s carpet after seeing this. I’m just saying… I finally got around to doing a good cleaning of my kitchen floor after its run-in with my washing machine overflow, … Read more
Today’s buscapades are about emptiness, opaqueness, decisiveness, and succinctness. Emptiness: The bus was completely empty when I got on this morning. That’s so highly unusual that I checked my watch to make sure my power hadn’t gone out or something making it much later in the day than it actually was. “8:25,” it said. Thanks … Read more
Today’s buscapades are about problems. I have no idea how the different (physical) buses are assigned to each route, but every once in a while we get a bus that has something wrong with it. A case in point was the one yesterday with the broken stop cord. Today’s problems included what I guess would … Read more
I was up early, at about 6:00 after eight hours sleep—since we got to bed fairly early. Robert left around 11:00, and around noon, my friend Kevin (zy1125, @zy1125) called to say that he and Danny (his three-year-old son) were having “boys day out,” and wanted to know if I wanted to meet him somewhere for … Read more
This morning’s buscapade is about this adorable little biracial girl that I think I’ve mentioned here before. Most days she is only with her (white) mother, and she’s absolutely precocious and adorable. One day last week, or the week before, her (African-American) father was with them, and he was totally disengaged—from both of them. He … Read more