Fry Day

I don’t have any funny bus stories tonight, interwebs. It’s been one of those days. Yes, I took the bus to work and home, because, well, the car still isn’t ready. I talked to a guy on the bus this morning who remembers when staff parking was $15 a year. I pay that every month […]

bring out your dead

I was waiting for the bus the other day with a dozen other people. It was 5 in the afternoon, 104 degrees and (of course) sunny. So we all lurked in the shade close to the building entrance. The bus finally appeared, up the street, and the folks waiting slowly lurched into the bright sun […]