Fur between my legs, a porky princess, Billy Joe Day, a rulesy bus driver, & a bit of honey…

~Thursday~  It’s official. The muffin is gone. Completely. Including the wrapper, which wasn’t even on the ground around the pole. I got totally engrossed in my BlackBerry and it’s an absolute miracle I didn’t both jump and scream when a wet snout followed by fur rubbed between my legs down on the inside of my … Read more

Mr. Streetname, a mis-taken exercise sheet, a nice card, The Road, & disco night…

~Saturday~  I love starting my day off with a laugh, although it rarely happens as I’m not at all a morning person. Perhaps if I were more open to it, it would happen more often. My doorbell rang at 8:05 and when I opened the door, I found the guy here to do my quarterly … Read more

Holy buscapades!, life transitions, an award, dinner, a ticket, and dancing…

~Wednesday~  On most of the city buses, just under the place where all the pamphlets of the various CAT bus routes are kept, there is a plastic plate under which sheets of paper and postcards can be slipped. Almost exclusively, this spot touts ads for local churches. I wonder what that says about targeted and/or captive audiences. … Read more

Buscapades, Internet laughs, bowling, and falling asleep reading…

~Thursday~ This morning’s buscapade brought back the Waffle House Lady, but this time I knew she was not taking the long way to work, but had just gotten off her shift, and was actually on her way home. Her name badge had four pins on it, a big one on the left side, and three … Read more

Pest service, Friday Latte, Grammar/Campus police, a workout, and bar talk…

~Friday~ I worked from home this morning. My exterminator was scheduled to arrive some time between 8AM and 10AM, and he arrived at about 8:05. New guy. Latino. Hair poking out of top unbuttoned shirt button. About a 7 out of 10. I met Anna, Kim, and Brad at The Third Place for Friday Latte. … Read more

8.5-inch cylinders, grawlixes, PSA results, paranormal phenomena, and dancing…

~Wednesday~ Today’s buscapade: At one stop a young man—a student I’m guessing—got on the bus with a totally clear plastic backpack on. I never saw such a thing. That phrase so reminds me of this infamous sign on I-95 running between North and South Carolina: But I digress… The clear backpack was tightly packed with … Read more

Thoughtfulness credit, catching up my blog, mostly social book club, and some free pool…

~Sunday~ Someone got breakfast in bed this morning, but by the time I got upstairs with it, he had gotten up. He ended up eating it at the kitchen table, which was much more practical, and I still got credit for the thoughtfulness. WIN! [Hover over image for description] Ha! This entry on failblog.org reminded … Read more

Greatest opening lines, some affirmations, pot & booze, a lawyer, and an upgrade…

We had our monthly staff meeting at my boss’s boss’s level today—four departments of about 20-25 people. First on our agenda was a new director to our organization. He started working in our organization April 15, 2009. We’ve been starting off our last several staff meetings with one director of each of the other seven … Read more

Fat punishment, a couple of buscapdes, Twitter in IT communications, and a long, long nap…

The updated State Employees Health Plan has been announced, and as is a surprise to no one, everything is more expensive for the next fiscal year—higher premiums, higher co-pays, and less coverage. With that said, there was one announcement that I’m quite ambivalent about: “Starting in 2011, you will be penalized for being the fat … Read more

Blogging and editing makes John a dull boy…

From a news article: “…officials said Tuesday that they had arrested a 16-year-old woman and a 14-year-old boy…” I wonder why this doesn’t say, “a 16-year-old girl and a 14-year-old boy” or “a 16-year-old woman and a 14-year-old man,” of which the former rather than the latter sounds better. I mean is 16 the cut-off age … Read more