An oh-dark-hundred airport run, I had a dream, dinner with some of the ASB Spring 2010 team…

~Tuesday~  I was up at 5:15 this morning, and out of the house by 5:30. I picked up Joe at his house at 5:45 and dropped him off in the Delta Airlines area at about 6:05 for his trip to Key West. Lucky bugger. I was back in my bed by 6:30, and although I … Read more

Conumption, a small caliber comment, and a game of Telephone on the bus; and Salon XIII…

~Monday~  The 8:15 city bus arrived driven by a man, air-conditioned, but bearing the “Man-up Revival” ad, so I know it’s the same bus that Stagnant Driver usually drives. Someone around me coughed with a hacking cough that made me think, “Somebody’s got consumption.” An older, totally gray-haired lady in a totally turquoise outfit sat … Read more

A 40-foot mobile oven, a Spanish triangle, seeing Sarah smile, and a patron shows his ass…

~Friday~  Stagnant Driver pulled up in her 40-foot mobile oven this morning, and left it on bake my entire trip, searing her buscapade character name into time immemorial. What is wrong with her? I wish she were menopausal, although she doesn’t appear to be any where near old enough to be. It didn’t occur to … Read more

Madonna declines, manning up, the Sybil of beer, and a short dancing hiatus…

~Wednesday~  Stagnant Driver dragged her 8:15 bus up to my stop at 8:25. Watch. Now that I’ve named her, she’ll have the A/C on all the time. I haven’t mentioned that I’ve seen Madonna—of Madonna-and-Genetically-Beautiful-Daughter buscapade character name fame—a couple of times over the past week or two. Only one time was she with said … Read more

Feels like it’s hot, a Man-Up Revival, a piece of cake, and Cup A Joe-ing my blog…

~Monday~  I caught the 8:15 city bus, which I waited for in the heat and humidity until 8:25. My BlackBerry app,  The Weather Channel, said that it was “81° out, but feels like 87°,” and I wanted to add, “And at a bus stop, with absolutely zero breeze, it really feels like 92°. And that … Read more

Half-hearted Riley, a public a transportation twilight zone, drinks@Sammy’s, and staying in…

~Friday~  I was late getting to the city bus stop, but did stand there long enough to witness Riley’s half-hearted response to his “mother’s” half-hearted toss of a stick for him to fetch. This little vignette sort of saddened me a bit, as I interpreted her half-halfheartedness as not really being into Riley, and attributed … Read more

A beer belly man, a runway model, and a Parader climb aboard a bus… & a festive nite of dancing…

~Wednesday~  I caught the 8:15 city bus in to work this morning. Those of you who know me know that I am, if anything, the opposite of a fashionista or fashion connoisseur, but even I can tell that this is not a good look: Li’l Dino boarded, while on her phone, and she walked down … Read more

A bird of a subway saint, a card-purchasing dilemma, and Jackie rocks the trailer…

~Thursday~  Believe me, I’m about as bored with my morning bus rides as you probably are at this point. What can I say? It’s exam week. There aren’t many riders. Instead of just observing, maybe I should start picking one person and making up a story about them. Thanks to a reader of mine (dan4behr), … Read more

Shade strategy, herbal breakfast breath, sliders, perplexing poultry parts and other brain food…

~Thursday~  The heat is starting to roll in in North Carolina, and I mean even as early as 8:00 in the morning. Today, I started my shade strategy, which is to say that I stayed on the side of the street opposite the city bus stop that is completely in the shade until the bus … Read more

Buscapdes, a fired employee from my lunch establishment, a Google celebration, and some haircuts…

~Friday~  Xolani and I caught the 7:45 bus this morning after a brief exchange of notes in the night that confirmed our mutual departure time. A few minutes after taking my seat, the lady behind me made a phone call, “Sherell, could you pick me up at 9:15 instead of quarter ’til?” A man got … Read more