Snoozed and loozed, missed buses, a productive work day, bad Mexican cucumbers, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ I snoozed enough times this morning to miss the 8:15 city bus. I killed a little time online, as I watched the progress of the Wolfline #9 Greek Village bus on the online GPS system that tracks it. When I thought it was close enough, I hopped in my car, and drove down to … Read more

A busy workday, an aborted Kindle return, seeing Ann, loud phone talkers, & finishing Bossypants…

~Thursday~ My throat was sore when I woke up this morning, and I harked up gobs of unmentionable goo. Mark that one up to over-sharing first thing in the morning. I was at the bus stop at 8:10, way too early for the the 8:15 bus, but I had my Kindle with me and used … Read more

Google as a yenta tool, Jasmine speaks Spanish, found pills, Suzanne’s mom passes, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  I woke up not feeling at all well this morning. I had sniffles (perhaps a “summer cold” coming on, as they like to say “down here”), and I had an upset stomach. I arrived at the bus stop at 7:19, which was starting to push it for the 7:15 bus, but it didn’t arrive … Read more

An important voice mail message, possessive doctors, & all work and no play makes Johnny a dull boy

~Tuesday~  I caught an earlier-than-usual bus in this morning, and so did Logorrhea. What luck. She looked an absolute wreck this morning and was not in uniform. Several of the university dining venues close for the summer, so she was probably either not working today or heading to another no-uniform-required summer job. She was on … Read more

A psycho-sexual non-erotic dream, identifiable anonymity, Chicago doings, and Bossypants…

~Monday~  OMG. I woke up from what was unequivocally the most bizarre dream of my entire life-to-date. And I’ve had a lot of dreams at my ripe old age. It was an intense, psycho-sexual, but completely non-erotic—except for one scene at the very beginning before I realized what was going on—dream of epic proportions. As … Read more

Tina Fey & Paula Poundstone, a thoughtful BBQ plate, & praying for free WiFi in Hell…

~Friday~  I read a little bit of Bossypants on the Kindle at the boss stop, and yes, laughed out loud a couple of times like a loony bin. For some weird reason, whenever I picture the author saying these funny things, it occurs to me right after it that I’ve pictured Paula Poundstone as opposed … Read more

2 degrees of separation from Scotty McCreery, trash penance, Bossypants brilliance, and MBD work…

~Thursday~  I forgot to mention this yesterday: My weekly visitor (sounds like I’m on the rag, only a little too often, doesn’t it) was in the office yesterday, through whom I found out there are only two degrees of separation between me and Scotty McCreery! My part-time officemate fishes with Scotty’s dad! When I stepped … Read more

Scrotal obstructions, an unsatisfactory customer experience, a mellowing yellow urinal, & dancing…

~Wednesday~  I was at the city bus stop at 8:16, and the bus arrived at 8:23. The usual 8:15, Hot Mess Driver herself, was at the helm. The temperature outside was beautiful, so having absolutely no air circulating on the bus wasn’t as bad as it might have been. A couple of students took the … Read more

Outside voices, a slice of The Hawaiian, in touch w/Steve, Could you just leave, & straight ballcaps

~Tuesday~ I was up at 7:00 and out at the city bus stop at 7:45. There was a man there with earbuds in, who did at least acknowledge me with a nod, if not with a response to my, “Good morning.” It was a little nipply out at 61°, and the bus was annoyingly late, … Read more