ON A SUNNY WEDNESDAY MID-MORNING…

crazy.biker.girls

As quasi.usual, the bus paused for about 3 or 4 minutes two stops before I usually get off. This brings up the debate: to get off or to stay on? The real qaundry is time. I could get off and walk the 5 or so blocks to work, or I could stay on and get dropped off within a short single block. Really, it is a debate of four short blocks of walking. If I get off, chances are 50/50 that the bus will start moving and I will have lost that advantage. On the other hand, if I stay on I could be sitting there — feeling like a dolt — waiting for the bus to drive me a mere four blocks further up the road. No one cares but me, but these are the odd sorts of things you begin calculating at quarter to eight every morning when you ride the bus to work.

To make a possibly very long story, shorter than it could be: I stayed on.

As we’re rolling along, we catch up to a girl on a mountain bike speeding down the side of the road. She was going pretty fast — but not fast enough to keep away from the bus — and I remember thinking as the bus inched around her that I really wouldn’t want to see the bus smack her off her bike. That would be mean. But — and I intended this — I know what your thinking now: Oh my god, the bus hit her! Well.. un.fortunately (for the sake of this story, but very fortunate for the girl) that is not what happened. Simply, when I got off the bus — after we’d passed this girl by about a block an I had had a chance to actually walk a few steps — the girl stopped and waved me over. I didn’t recognize her at first — due to the bundled.up.from.the.chill.air.aspect — but it turns out it was Merran, on her way to work. So we stood there and chatted a bit, on the side of the road, with cars rushing by.

It did make the story more fun though, didn’t it?

framed.to.the.wall.arts

Karin and I began — yes — another project last night: we’re building art a’la trading.spaces (Karin’s new favorite show) for our walls last night. Lumber, fabric, and power tools: oh, my!

And the surprise is that they actually look pretty cool. So far. As much as we have done. Pictures possibly in the future some time. And I thought Merran was crazy for nearly getting run over by the bus. Sort of. Yeah.


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