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Twice in one day
Posted on 2008.10.19 at 04:42Current Location: comfy chair
Current Mood:
tired
Current Music: Seasons in the Sun, hit from the 1970s
I went to Starbucks twice yesterday. The second time I tried a small French espresso. It wasn’t bad, it tasted like regular French espresso, but it wasn’t nearly as good as a nice, big, frothy cappuccino.
Then, as I was walking down the sidewalk a woman passed me on her bicycle, singing loudly, “Oh, my, oh, my, if I had a driver’s licence, it would be much quicker ... oh, my, oh, my ...” There are some nutty people in this city.
So, yesterday was spent at the ballet studio. I took two classes (three hours) and was bushed. That’s why I needed the two coffees. When I got on the train, I entered a compartment that was full of loud laughter, blasting rap music and cigarette smoke, and I panicked, thinking, “Gang members! Knives! Guns! Rape!” I tried to go into the next compartment before I was shot to death, but I could not figure out how to open the door. I was looking all over desperately for the door handle, but I couldn’t find it. Suddenly one of the “gang members” got up and very nicely helped me open the door. I thanked him. That’ll teach me to judge people.
Today there is a nip in the air and I think I'll start moving my exotic potted plants into the greenhouse for their long winter's nap. I need to move my birds back into the house. I'll wait until the first freeze to cut down the banana trees and wrap them up. Then I'll settle down in my comfy chair for the rest of the afternoon and read Zoetrope.
“Beware so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance”
Jean de La Fontaine
Then, as I was walking down the sidewalk a woman passed me on her bicycle, singing loudly, “Oh, my, oh, my, if I had a driver’s licence, it would be much quicker ... oh, my, oh, my ...” There are some nutty people in this city.
So, yesterday was spent at the ballet studio. I took two classes (three hours) and was bushed. That’s why I needed the two coffees. When I got on the train, I entered a compartment that was full of loud laughter, blasting rap music and cigarette smoke, and I panicked, thinking, “Gang members! Knives! Guns! Rape!” I tried to go into the next compartment before I was shot to death, but I could not figure out how to open the door. I was looking all over desperately for the door handle, but I couldn’t find it. Suddenly one of the “gang members” got up and very nicely helped me open the door. I thanked him. That’ll teach me to judge people.
Today there is a nip in the air and I think I'll start moving my exotic potted plants into the greenhouse for their long winter's nap. I need to move my birds back into the house. I'll wait until the first freeze to cut down the banana trees and wrap them up. Then I'll settle down in my comfy chair for the rest of the afternoon and read Zoetrope.
“Beware so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance”
Jean de La Fontaine