December 17th, 2007

Snowy days

Hey, we had a blizzard. It was great–I bailed on all parties (which, to be fair, would also have been great), all errands and the world at large. I spent the entire weekend reading and writing and, when I got too stir-crazy, going to the gym. I managed to lure writing/performance partner J. to the house last night, but other than that, I did not see a lot of other humans.

Perhaps that is why, despite the ONE AND A HALF HOURS it took me to get to work, I found the commute a great pleasure. The bus was so packed with so many humans going crazy, and yet everyone was in a good mood. Things that happened on the bus:
–woman speaking to a toddler, both aloud and in sign language, about how many people might be on the bus. The tot’s ASL was still weak–she kept signing the zero first in 50. While this was being debated, we hit a stop and someone boarded. The caregiver was patiently explaining how digits worked, when the little girl, who could not speak, impatiently signed something. The caregiver laughed, and said/signed, “Ok, yes, 51.”
–a teenager shrieking into a phone, “You *broke Jordan’s nose*?? That’s not good. Ok, how? Is it really broken? Is she ok? Ok, honestly, that’s sort of funny. Has school started yet? I’m gonna be *so* late.”
–when I finally got a seat, it was next to a man with an enormous, old-school, 1990s-style CPU in his lap. It came up to his chin and out to his chest, but when I dropped a piece of paper on the floor and couldn’t reach it, he got it for me…somehow. So chivalry isn’t dead.

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