29 May 07

Time:

Rather a lot, on the local downtown this morning. The benefit of catching a train which has come right up on the tail of another, of course, is that you get to sit down; the bad part is that it’s empty because it has come right up on the tail of another – and you keep having to wait for the more crowded train to drop/pick up passengers, which obviously takes a lot longer on a crowded train than on a quiet one!

Money:

$2, D.P., usual place.
$8, usual lunch, usual place.
$0, iced coffee, under the usual fetch/pay deal, usual place.

More interesting things:

Sat across the train from a well-dressed elderly couple, he in tattersall shirt and frog tie, she in pink poplin and long painted fingernails, sharing duty carrying… a long coil of heavy-gauge wire attached to an outlet box. I have no idea, so don’t ask, but here’s hoping their industrial repair efforts work out well.

Winced with great feeling after Professor Number Four, in what seemed like a normal display of extra energy in which I myself have engaged many times, punched first the wall and then the metal storage box over the desk behind me for four or five good whacks. He did it the same way anyone else would, sort of swinging around at the hips and carrying it through the arm just because it’s more fun than standing still – but he was hitting like he meant it! The wall thumped deeply, the box shook – and so did Professor Alpha, E.L., and I; Number Four just smiled like he always does and rubbed his knuckles with far less care than I would have if I had just gotten done wailing on inanimate and very hard objects.

Walked to the gym past a girl in orange t-shirt labeled “Bolles Swimming” across the front. How many schools called Bolles could there be in the United States?