Maybe grover needs better drainage.

Alas!

And hunched grammies and grampies whose torturous necks and backs remind me to sit up straight while i still can.

At 657am, the bus is full of sleepy commuters.

on my way to work

it's cloudy this morning, and the bus stop downtown smelled worse than usual, but i'm happy anyway because i found a new route to work that's the fastest yet (front door to desk in 40 minutes), and because the bus driver who i already liked the best was discussing the ills of our health care system with another commuter lady i see regularly. i usually wear headphones on the bus, but maybe i should leave them off more often...