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

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

DITA, signs of dementia, a confluence of cohorts, sports metaphors, and a workout…

~Monday~  I caught the “short bus” today, meaning I only traveled four stops instead of the fifteen or so I normally do to get to work. And that’s because I attended the first day of a DITA Conference, which was held at the McKimmon Center, which is very close to my house, which is one more “which”—make that two … Read more

VolunteerWork, GettingPublishedWork, WorkWork, smelling the roses, and policing smoke…

~Sunday~  I had breakfast at the Farmers’ Market Restaurant enjoying their most delicious French Toast. I had it with link sausage and an egg over easy on the side. I know it’s redundant to have an egg with French Toast, since the batter on it is made with eggs, but I like it, and it’s … Read more

A worm or a snake, who moved my cheese, a workout, some laundry, and The Wire…

~Friday~  Walking down the drive out of my townhouse, I saw a crawler on the ground. Because of its short length, I thought it was one thing, but when I got closer and saw how it was more flat than round, I thought it was another thing. My first thought was, “Is that a worm or … Read more

Thong lady watermelon, a t-shirt convo, FAQs, a finished book, and bar-hopping…

~Friday~  I read on the bus this morning. I did notice that Thong Lady got on at her usual stop, the stop after mine. Her maroon-red hair was tied up with a kerchief that had the color of watermelon slices in it—that is to say, red, white, and green. I wore my Grammar Police t-shirt today, … Read more

A buscapade, barking up the wrong tree, a good work day, and affirmations at dancing…

~Wednesday~ This morning I rode in to work on the Wolfline (NCSU’s bus line) instead of the city bus. An international student from India standing in the aisle in front of my seat had on a t-shirt with this imprinted on it, which made me chuckle: In the category of: [hover over image for help] I … Read more