An ice queen bus driver, showing some leg, Myra’s back in town, dancing tragedy, and juicy obits…

~Wednesday~  Another uncomfortably high-humidity morning boarding a bus with no air circulating whatsoever. During my short 10-15 minute ride, one person fanned himself with a magazine, one lady got up and took two CAT Bus Route pamphlets out of the rack and used those to fan herself, and the guy sitting across from me opened … Read more

A pretty French Maid spins a head, a technical edit, and creationism gets a new finger…

~Monday~  I caught the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus up at the Gorman Street / Kings Court stop. Just before the bus arrived, this cute, petite Asian girl walked up to the stop in an outfit that made me think, “Are you a student or a French Maid?” I’m quite sure if I were straight, … Read more

Magic 27, all the single footballers, and should Fido get the Body of Christ?

~Sunday~ On my way back from the beach, I stopped for gas, and saw this sign above my pump. I’m still trying to get my head around the magical age of 27. I mentioned on Friday that my friend Hugh and I had a discussion about how the priest at my ex-brother-in-law’s memorial service had disinvited … Read more

It start with a P, the Clean-Up Woman, a Car Talk workout, a vulva puppet, & scareyoke…

~Sunday~  Here are two things I wanted to capture last night, but forgot to—both having to do with songs I heard on Foxy 107/104 on the way downtown to Courtney’s gig at Hibernian: The first was this song with the most inane lyrics by a guy with a deep—trying to be sexy—voice à la Barry … Read more

“Riley” says hello, sorta; a 1.75-year buscapade first; Photoshop art, Alejandro, salad, dancing…

~Wednesday~  While waiting for the 8:15 city bus, that Golden Retriever came out to do his on-demand poo, and as soon as he looked up and saw me at the bus stop, he did a trot up toward me ignoring his owner, whom I’m quite sure was calling, “Riley! Riley!” I thought he liked me … Read more

Flaunting it, plane seat mates, hold the pepper, 2nd hand smoke, & karaoke in Ft. Myers…

~Thursday~  I usually fall asleep within five minutes (literally) of lying down at night. Last night, I lay for an hour-and-a-half before falling asleep. That’s just crazy. Needless to say 5:00 came early. I was out the door by 5:40 and pulled into Joe’s place ten minutes earlier than my expected 6:00 arrival. We left … Read more

Tears of Glee, 2-for-1 birthday cards, mostly social at book club, and Victor/Victorias abound…

~Sunday~  I woke up to an incredible thunderstorm at 9:00 this morning. Unable to go back to sleep, even though I hadn’t had eight hours, I got up. I had big plans today, but they sputtered out as the day wore on and I didn’t move to see things through. In the early afternoon, somewhere … Read more

Some TO-DOs done, a Click & Clack workout, affirmations on steroids, God’s Ear & a tragic contest…

~Saturday~  I slept in this morning, and once up enjoyed a leisurely breakfast and took care of several to-do items online, including some calendaring for Salon, writing Thursday and part of Friday’s blog entry, and playing some Scrabble. Mid-afternoon, I finally got my ass to the gym, where I did 40 minutes on the elliptical … Read more

Getting acculturated, sat-on glasses, exchanged shoes, dinner with Joe’s peeps, and homework…

~Sunday~  Two of the visiting South African Fellows, who are really ladies, were going to church this morning with their American hosts. The best Xolani got on that front was listening to Amazing Grace–A Country Salute to Gospel, Vol. 1, playing on my Bose speaker from my iPod. When I got up he had started … Read more

A struggling food day, a taxing day, an intense workout, and some free pool…

~Sunday~  I reveled in eight hours of glorious sleep. Today was a struggle of an eating day, having to count “yesterday’s 4th meal” in today’s calorie intake. No fun. Another awesome (“deaf”) Def Poetry entry! I spent a couple of hours doing taxes today. I’ve used Turbo Tax to do my taxes for years, but … Read more