A Last Blog From This Phone...

...Before I get a new, refurbished smart-ish phone. The bus is almost as fast as a cab at this time of night. Few are riding which results in less pulls of the stop request cord, and few are waiting resulting in less stops per block. I still wonder what the point was in having three stops in sight of each other. There is at least one two-block section of this route where the stops are less than a block from each other. No wonder the bus is always late, or off the schedule, there are stops every twenty feet.

Some People Owe Me Some Serious Money

My brother just got engaged. I win.

Taking All My Time

The Genius has another minion with which to dominate his realm! I tickled her feet, and she yawned at me! ADORABLE.