The Downside of Buses and Baseball

It’s days like this that I’m grateful that we have a feisty bus driver.

She’s not afraid of traffic. In fact, I think the traffic should be afraid of her. “When that school bus goes, I’m going with him,” she says boldly to her passengers. And at this point, I’m wondering if it might not be wise to go sit on the other side of the bus.

Yes, that’s right. I’m on the bus. (By the time you read this though, I will already have been to the grocery store, had my dinner, and be comfy on my couch at home.)

I got a new computer at work yesterday. The thing is almost laughingly small. It weighs nothing because the DVD drive is external. Seriously, it can't weigh more than two or three pounds. (Yes, I am easily amused.)

Not that I'm complaining. It will definitely make life easier for the commute. But if you look at this computer and then compare it to the new TV-sized flatscreen monitor they replaced my old dinosaur with, it makes for an interesting juxtaposition. That's all I'm saying.

I’m in traffic hell because the Cardinals followed their new MO again today: blow an early lead in the final innings. As if I wasn’t already mad enough over this. (Edmonds link.) If they had kept their lead and won, they wouldn’t even have had to play the bottom of the ninth – ideal for a day game at home – and this traffic would already have been long gone.

I guess I’m just grumpy today. Must be all the rain. The forecasters are saying NO RAIN for the next five days. They had better be right this time!

Hours later ... I am, indeed, at home now and comfily (new word) settled on the loveseat. My belly is full and I'm just a little cold still from getting semi-drenched earlier.