Riding the Bus
Good morning, Kittens. As I was preparing to leave my house yesterday afternoon, I received a text message from Tomokito about a train malfunction on the red line. I delayed my departure for a few minutes to see if I needed to find an alternate route to Mike's house. I did. I'm very glad that Mike suggesting meeting after 6, rather than *at* six. Meeting at 6 would have required me to be on a Shady Grove-bound red line train around 5. Funny how a preposition can make all the difference, huh? Instead, I took the 70 down Georgia Avenue. Mike made vegetarian pizza. It was delicious. And we watched Star Trek: The Next Generation . Then, I hopped back on the 70 for a fun-filled ride home. All the Crazy Bus Lady had to do was yell, "Don't touch me, bitch!" once and the rest of the passengers on the Standing Room Only Bus let her have the seat by herself ... On a totally unrelated note, Scott received his pottery ! And it's not in a gabillion pieces. Wow. M...