Good morning. On the, workers paradise express, 7:20AM into the City. The morning rush is in full effect. First some personal business.
I have been away over the Independence Day holiday and then had to drive into the City on my first day back. Since then, this blog has been looked at more than the usual three or four times. Very exciting! Absence makes the blog grow stronger?
As usual, I will endeavor to post regularly during my morning and evening commute. I have also reorganized the entries by month for you die hard or dangerously curious folk who wish to read past entries. Just inspect the “Categories” drop-down menu on this page and you can skip to a particular month or look at the morning/evening entries exclusively.
There is something to be said for a good night sleep. Many fellow commuters are not sleeping well. There is a woman seated one seat back who is quite possibly dead. She looks like a mix between Shelly Duvall and Julie Kavner. Her sunglasses – by the way, is CHiPs making a comeback, ’cause I’m seeing a lot of Estrada here – are covering her eyes, making it difficult to pin down her look. She is one of ten co-commuters in immediate view that need some extra rest.
Teri Polo, Soccer Mom is here. She’s wearing khaki slacks and a salmon-orange blouse that is slightly off shoulder, or not quite sleeveless. She’s been getting some sun, as her usually pale and slightly freckled completion is glowing with a healthy natural tan. Good for her.
There is an attractive Indian woman sitting across from me in the jump seat. Petite with a but of a figure, she sports a diamond stud nose ring, an elegant size-appropriate silver watch, and a simple pendant necklace. In would hazard to guess that she is not married. No heavy gold ring, nor any identifiable signs of bling associated with wedded bliss.
Now, what struck me about her was not her diminutive figure (though rare in these days of a high-caloric diet), or her smile, but her eyes. She is curious. When I sat down, she gave me a thorough visual inspection. She seemed to be conducting a Holmesian deductive reasoning exercise on me from the get-go. Fascinating. I’ve encountered someone who takes time to be aware. Nice.
Also to be mentioned are Margaret Cho, Jarrett the spokesman for the sandwich chain, a British MP, Kathleen Turner and a Hutt matriarch. All are armed.
Happy Tuesday. Safe Travels.