Get what you pay for
So after a string of car-related mishaps (none my fault of course) I dropped the car at the body shop for the second time in a week, and hopped on the 21 to get to work. Two blocks later the bus engine starts making a really loud noise. The driver pulls over and turns off the ignition. “Sorry,” she says, “the transmission is overheating and we need to stop for a while.” Continue reading ‘Get what you pay for’
Counting Exercises
While zipping by the stacked cars in traffic on the Express Bus, I’ll do three counting exercises, peering into the windows or at the front of the cars, to help pass the time. Continue reading ‘Counting Exercises’
