Post 3 of 3 - Can't a girl get some sleep!!!

Today I got to the track on time, the train was on time but then it just it stopped. No not stopped to just let us on, but turned off. We sat there no news then a couple minutes later it turned back on. We started off and about 8 minutes into the ride and no one has taken my ticket yet. I just want to fall into my heavenly sleep. Take my ticket!!! Oh Hi about time. I'm going to LA. Thanks and good night. I noticed that she gave me a yellow ticket today for a seat marker...hmm maybe the switched colors. Oh well wear is my headset? Ahh there they are, off to sleepy land in the normal every day your not special seats. We travel on and on past Oceanside, San Juan into Irvine. And SLAM! this very disrespectful lady slammed her seat tray. I jump and all she can do is smile and say nonchalantly sorry. Like I have to say sorry but I could really care less. Oh I was not happy, but back to my music. We leave Irvine and leave Santa Ana and as we pull away. TAP TAP TAP (and no not my initials) but rapid tapping and hey hey where were you supposed to get off. OOOOO NO U DIDN'T! Los Angeles I try to say as nicely as I can. Why? I have 3 more stations to go. Oh and he walks away! You heard me right OH! Not I am sorry, or please excuse me but OH. Like I did something wrong! (apparently I like exclamation marks) Hold me back now I have been woken up twice today. Any other person would let this crappy morning ruin her day, but not Teresa Ann Perkins. I'm going to turn another cheek and just read my book. Apparently I have had enough sleep.

10 things I've wondered about or saw this week:

1. Can someone really chew to the rhythm of someone typing? Chomp Chomp Chomp with a simultaneous tap tap tap of the keyboard.

2. Is it ok to ask this man or anyone if they are wearing a Toupee?

3. Is this a hot look?


4. I know you can pick your friends, pick your seat and even pick your nose, but can you pick someone else's wedgie?


5. Is it strange to see a Buddhist Monk on the Subway?

6. Are Blue hair and red pea coats in style?

7. Don't you think Mush Mushi is a great way of saying hello?

8. When riding the rails if you can find a hot single guy to sit by find a group of people sitting in the four seaters...they usually give you a lot of good stuff for your blog.

9. Some people who ride the train do not think any of the announcement the conductor says pertains to them...especially if it means taking their things off the seat next to them.

10. Taking the 4:10 train home is awesome...I actually have a life when I get home at 6:30 instead of almost 8pm.

Good Bye until next week. Thanks for reading

Post 2 of 3...more from this week

I absolutely love the Golden Girls so when I was able to ride on the train behind them this week I was so excited. All four of them were there. It was so fun to hear their conversations. I only really remember two of them. They said that the tortilla encrusted Tilapia from Costco is amazing. Someone needs to try it and let me know. She was raving about it. The second one really made me laugh! One of them was telling a story about their grandchildren. She said that her daughter's husband bought the kids bean bags for their rooms. Which sounds pretty innocent if I stop there. But then she said that they also had bunk beds in their room. On night she said her daughter kept hearing a thumping noise and she when she got to the room she found the kids jumping off the bunk beds onto the bean bags. Next morning...bean bags are gone. It really made me remember all the "stupid" but FUN stuff my dad used to let us do. Like the big blue van that had no seats in the back. At first he would let us ride in the van sitting on lawn chairs. Then when he stopped we went flying into the back of the van. Laughing our asses off. (why do people say that? I mean as much as I laugh, my ass is still there) Then he but plywood bench seats over the wheel wells. Oh the numerous splinters we had. We also used to let Lisa Elliott fly around in the back with us. She was like a sister to us so why wouldn't we put her in danger too? HAHA Sorry Debbie. Oh yeah and when we started playing soccer...if he drove by one of those tall skinny cones he'd slow down to almost a stop and we'd open the side door jump out steal the cone and jump back in slamming the door.

Yesterday the Amtrak police came up and down the aisle with his K-9 dog. Can you pet them? I mean he was sooo cute. After I noticed the cute puppy, I turned to see a beautiful sunset. It was such a pretty shade of orange/yellow and red. It was so clear I could see Catalina. God made such a great thing when he created sunrise and set. Then after the cute puppy, the beautiful sunset...I saw the handsome Andy. He actually side hi to me this time. We had some small chat and I let slip into the conversation that I have been taking the 4:10pm train. You know in case he was looking for me. And then...we said good bye. No Date Still!

Today I managed to become a mother to 5 15 year old girls from Malibu. The were riding on the train by themselves and they wanted a discount on the tickets. The conductor told them that only if they had an adult. HAHA so I said of course those are my kids. The were classic. Totally teens! Then they started singing rap and OMG I never knew how to fake and orgasm at their age...or even what one was. Not only that they were talking about how much they wanted to take shots right then. And no not with their camera. Where has the world gone?

Part one of three...I need to write more often

This is part one of three posts because I have not written all week and probably should do it more often.

So picture this the announcer says "Civic Center, last call" and you finally realize that you have almost missed your stop. You and a girlfriend jump up and run for the door. You get stuck in the slamming door! All the bystanders hear is "Doors are closing please stand clear" All you hear is your whole body getting crushed in the doors (not really they don't totally close). You squeeze out and your friend tries to jump in and replace you as a door stop...you make it out and she gets stuck behind the closing doors! Ok maybe if it was actually you, you'd probably not think that it wsa too funny. However, if you are the bystander...OMG you try not to laugh. Seriously, it is the metro you have to be alert. They don't care it is open and close with in 30 seconds. You snooze you lose. Ok I really was not that mean, I did not laugh. I actually told her friend when she got off at Union Station that she could jump right back on the train about to leave across the track.

I love the smell of men's cologne. Most any type really makes me melt. I love to walk by a great smelling guy, waiting in line behind one, and cuddling with one. But today I stalked one. HAHA Ok I was not really stalking him, but he walked in front of me and WOW he smelled great. Unfortunately he was not my type. You are asking yourself..Terri should you have type? I mean you're single. Beggars can be choosers. Where was I? Oh so he walked past me and I smelled him. Then instead of going up the escalator, I took the STAIRS! Yep, he smelled that great. Then he got on the long escalator and I loved him more. He saved me from having to walk up 35 stairs. Alas, he walked one way after getting off the escalator and I went the other way. No more smell goodies.

This week on the train home there was a guy next to me playing the guitar. I'd like to say that he was serenading me. No singing but just strumming along a nice quite song.

Ok remember how I have told you about the sleepy car and how it has a bathroom and a changing room downstairs. Well I'm not sure I have told you but there is not a real exit down there. Most of them just have baggage storage, there is a door but they never open it. There is a sign posted on the wall on your way down there just in case you forget. So this week a lady who needed to get off in Fullerton grabbed her stuff and walked down those dead end stairs. As she starts walking down there we all said there is no exit there. She kept walking and then it happened...HELP HELP SOMEBODY HELP ME! (as she was banging on the window). Even the people that were sleeping jumped up to see what the commotion was. I was crying laughing. She then ran up the stairs and down the aisle and then back down the RIGHT stairs and out the door. Even the conductor was smiling.

The words of "wisdom" from an unbalanced man on the metro

A want to say first of all, I am not judging this man for being off his rocker or totally wasted...I am only regurgitating his words of wisdom, or you could call it rambling jibber jabber. Because they made me laugh so hard I almost peed my pants.

(as he took up two seat during rush hour) "You don't really think you are going to sit next to me "n word". Ouch! Ouch! Awe! My Leg my leg...I can't move it" (the other man walked away)

(To an larger lady) "How many pound you put on in a week?" "Whats you got there Mrs. Piggy

(To an Hispanic man) "You damn well you ain't sitting next to me. Say excuse me!" The other man said "I'm sorry" "I said say excuse me that is how you appologize." The man walked away and the as he left muttered "God Bless you, Jesus"

(To a man on the phone)"Yeah shut the F--- up with that dumb ass shit

(To some other person) "Damn that is the biggest book I ever saw, those pages are 9 1/2 inch pages.

(to anyone that would listen not in this or necessarily a not all at once)
"Damn Oprah is still fat!"
"Where dis $100 come from? I got mes a hundred dollars. What am I gonna spend it on? Dis is a hunded dollar bill! Let me show you a fitty, you know who is on the fitty dollar bill?
"Hey where did the soccer mom go?"
"Damn hell no San Pedro, I'm going to Compton"
"That's a fat bag of chips right there"
"Chinese chicken and pestoooo" (slightly a song)
"Dang I'm so funky today"
"Hey sista you know what time it is?"
"I want to kill da man who kill Jesus, Damn they killed Jesus and now I'm stuck here"
"Man! Everybody so cute on the bus today" (in the voice you'd use to talk to your pet)
"You got food stamps? You got food stamps? You got food stamps fo sho"

The Best lines EVER:
His Song: "Gheeeettooo...I am heading to the Ghetto" (repeat 2 times)
His Speech: I'm at the liqueur store, I am a liqueur store, I bes a 7/11
His Two sides: "Yeah you go, get the hell out of here. (Yelling) You have a nice day madame.(smiling)

I hope you all loved this man as much I did. Sorry if I have offended anyone.

p.s. I ran out of paper to write down everything he said. I grabbed a receipt, and 2 post it notes. Good thing he did not join me on the Green Line. :-)

p.s.s yesterday I got a picture taken of me on the metro...HAHA some guy in front of me was pretending to take a self portrait but took on of my chest. I guess what comes around goes around.

I almost died on the way to the train...I deserve a sleepy car

5:30 am and my alarm goes off, Nacho jumps on the bed and won't stop meowing in my ear. OK ok I'm up. Get my things together and say good bye and head out. By this time 4 months later I'm pretty much a morning person now, just getting out of bed is the hard part. So I am driving down the 5n this morning minding my own business...not speeding or rushing (I should have been but hey I miss the train there's another one at 7:45). Just as I about a mile from Via Del Villa going 65 OK...68 miles per hour when the 18 wheeler in the right lane next to me starts coming over into my lane. AHHH HELLO!!!!!!!! What the hell... I step on my breaks soft to warn the person behind me the slam on them just as the driver realized that I was there.

I am 34 years
..419 months old
...1822 weeks old
...12,756 days old
...306,164 hours old
...18,369,894 minutes old

with 27 days 3 hours 5 minutes until Donny and Marie...I ALMOST DIED!

I pulled into the train station and all I can say is I DESERVE A SLEEPY CAR. The train is in site and I start chanting "sleepy car, sleepy car, sleepy car come on sleepy car" WOO HOO. Thank you Lord for the sleepy car and oh yeah letting me live.

As we pull into Fullerton I get my stuff out so I can get downstairs to the changing room before my arch rival, my nemesis, the Obama to my McCain, the dog to my cat, the Model to well me. Yes make up girl that I have mentioned before. It's like a stand off at the O K Corale...whoever gets there first gets to used the good light and the big non smelly room to get ready in. And I WON! Wow I am using a whole lot of capital letters today. I must be in a mood to get my point across, is it working?

I made the 4:10 train tonight, unlike last night. So it seems the 4:10 is more popular than the 5:10 train. So I never, ok who am I to say never...I doubt I will have my own row very often. Today an older man slept next to me for the 30 minute ride from LA to Fullerton. The in Anaheim another man sat next to me. He also "slept". He looked like he was sleeping but every time I looked out the window or into the reflection of the window he was looking out the corner of his eyes at me. You think he was trying to read my email? Maybe trying to see my Facebook? OMG what if he was looking down my shirt. Oh like no one else has ever done that. Of course he was not just going to Irvine, he was going all the way to San Diego. He never talked to me and well I guess I did not try either. Yes, you are right I was not attracted to him at all.

Random Statements: The train hit a skunk Monday morning. A guy who smelled like he bathed in cigarettes sat in front of me last week. Yesterday a lady did not even notice that I was sleeping leaning on the chair and she sat down and moved the chair. HOW RUDE. Some lady was selling candy cars on the metro rail for 50 cents...ironic since eating it could cost you $250 in fines. I've complained about not getting home until 8pm from work because I don't have time to spend with my family...it is only 9pm and they have all left me and went to sleep already. Nice. Do you think if I take my teddy bear to LA with my I can put him in the seat next to me and no one will try to sit down? I find it funny and annoying the some people get on the train and for get that common courtesy is to act like you are in a library when you're on the train. Instead they act like they are in their private car and have to talk over the radio because God forbid they turn it down. Yesterday there were a couple of girls hitting on two Marines. They were so loud and sounded like a couple of giddy teenagers. But hey...they were talking to guys and I am talking to a computer.

Lastly....i saw this walking down the street in LA.

Do you think I have TB now?

Today was a normal morning...sleep. Have I mentioned that there has not been a sleeping car in sooooo long? Do know what that feels like? like sleeping with a flash light in your eyes, the sun. Like sleeping in a glass bubble for everyone to see, no curtains. Actually to tell you the truth at times being in the train feels like I've been waiting in the ER for 2 hours. Coughing, Sneezing, Hacking...you know general GREAT air being circulated over and over again without any type of air purifier or fresh air. Why am I doing this again? Oh yeah so you all have something to read.

Talking about health...today in the aisle behind me there as a guy with a hacking non stop cough. I over heard the guy next to him ask if he needed a drink of water. The guy said no. Then he blamed it on post nasal drip. He can say whatever he wants but I know it was TB! I know the spores were just floating around the train car. Seriously if I get TB I'm gonna go find that guy! Yeah I know I am all talk. I should like Kristi huh? Remember with she was younger and she was gonna die like once a week or she broke, sprained or hurt something all the time? HAHA Sorry Kristi, I had to. Did you know she is pregnant? Oh joy. HAHAHA Sorry, it's just so easy. She's actually being really great so far, no complaints.

Do you remember when I first started riding I told you that when the cars were crowded I was going to look for the cutest single guy and sit by him? So the train was crowded today and I did as I said. Found some cute guy and sat next to him. Did I start a conversation...yeah. I said how far are you going on the train and he said Oceanside. End of conversation. Yes, he was very interested in talking to me not.
He put his Ipod on and that was it. But no the story does not stop there...the ipod got louder and louder. I do not know how he could still hear. I think you probably hear it from your house. But WAIT...then with his eyes closed he started to chair dance. You know the head bob, toe tapping and all. I was trying so hard not to laugh. So instead I just updated my facebook with this "Edit
Terri is wondering if the guy next to me can hear...his ipod is LOUD. But he is cute. HAHA"

Monday is done...bring on Tuesday

p.s. if you don't hear from me soon it is because Kristi killed me for talking about her in my blog. Send a rescue team out, please.

Read more on the rails...

This is my official book review (the books I have read so far): I own all of these books if any one wants to borrow them...

The Rhythm of Life: Living Every Day with Passion & Purpose - Matthew Kelly
It exposes the lifestyle challenges and problems that face us in this age obsessed with noise, speed, and perpetual activity. The message: Who you become is infinitely more important than what you do, or what you have. Are you ready to be the best version of yourself? Great stories, good sense of humor and has extraordinary insight on life.


A Christmas Promise #5- Thomas Kinkade and Katherine Spencer
A minister who runs a mission in Central America decides to spend the holidays in Cape Light. But when he collides with another car, a hint of trouble befalls this close-knit community. No one is hurt, but lives are changed. Two unexpected people fall right into each others lives. Secrets, relationships and more. I cried, laughed and smiled a lot.


A Christmas Angel #6 - Thomas Kinkade and Katherine Spencer
The spirit of the season is spreading through the rustic seaside hamlet of Cape Light, as residents prepare to celebrate the joy of the holidays. The town major receives an unexpected and precious Christmas gift when she finds a baby girl tucked away in a decorative cradle set up outside the church, with a note begging whoever discovers the child to take care of her. I cried, laughed and smiled a lot.


The Shack - where tragedy confronts eternity - William Young
Who wouldn't be skeptical when a man claims to have spent an entire weekend with God, in a shack no less? And this was the Shack. Four years after "the Great Sadness" happened to Mack he receives a suspicious note, apparently from God, inviting him back to the "shack" for a weekend. Ok I know it is a theme...but really I cried, laughed and smiled a lot. Very touching book and it made me feel so awesome...I love it. Many people I know loved it too. I even gave copies for Christmas.


Dewey - Vicki Myron
Ok I don't care what you say about me...but I really loved this book and laughed soo very much. Having a cat really makes you appreciate this book. How is it possible for an abandoned kitten to transform a small library, save a classic American town. The story starts out so sadly...only a few weeks old, on the coldest night of the year, he was stuffed into the returned book slot at the Spencer Public Library. He wins the hearts of everyone and it just gets better. Give it a chance...really.


3:16 - the Numbers of Hope - Max Lucado
A twenty six word parade of hope: beginning with God, ending with life, and urging us to do the same. Brief enough to write on a napkin or memorize in a moment, yet solid enough to weather two thousand years of storms and questions. If you know nothing of the Bible, start here. If you know everything of the Bible, return here. We all need the reminder. The heart of human problem is the heart of the human. And God's treatment is prescribed in John 3:16

Eat, Pray, Love - Elizabeth Gilbert
Just starting this one tomorrow...I'll let you know about this later.

Where am I? What year is it? Who are these people?

Ok it has been confirmed by 4 other people...this was one HELL of a week. I really can't tell you why exactly but it just was a weird one. Let's just start with all of the outfits and hair I saw this week.

These Shoes:

They are Hot Pink

This Outfit:

Leopard Shirt and short short black skirt

This hair:

But on a lady wearing a neon green shirt and paisley pants...Seriously.


This hair too!

Where am I? Wow am I that out of style? Oh well.

Special Edition - Tales of the Rails - live from Hawaii and NY

As I have mentioned before I have no idea how many of my friends and family read my blog and from where...but I'd thought what this commuter sited and another commuter did was worth putting in print. (feel free to send me your good stories too)

Aloha!

Just to let you know that even on the islands your train tales are read...I've been people watching also and you wouldn't believe the things I see happening in this part of the world.

I got on the bus in Oahu and this lady was across from Peggy and I and she kept falling asleep and(A shark had nothing on this lady at all) her mouth dropped open and I couldn't believe it! she had two row's of teeth right in the front part of her jaw,and then she drooled and a big old chunk of spit fell toward her chin and that's what woke her up because she wiped her hand across it and her face got all wet ,I was just about to loose it...so we got off the bus and took the next one, and on the second one we couldn't figure out if this person next to us was a man or a woman that was talking pretty loud to the bus driver,I mean you would think one of us could had gotten some kind of vibe ,but no this one even had us confused,that the people next to us were making bets...but I have a feeling that no one found out..(?)

Thanks Aunt Ana for sharing your tales of the rails or should I say bus.

Next we move to the big apple NY! Where and old co-worker had participated in what I would call the MOST Hilarious commuter experience ever. The 9th annual No Pants Subway ride or No Pants 2K9. Enjoy!

First Week of January 2009

Taking the Metro most of this week so we have some good stories. While I as sitting on the blue line as we left Grand St. station this guy stands up and says "Attention every one we've got the backpacks on sale today. They are regularly $20 and today you can have one of these great bags for $5. They will come in one of these plastic (Grocery) bags." I could not believe it! Captive audience and all...come on by me shit. Too funny than as soon as we stopped he hopped of and ran for another car to sell to them. As I got off the escalator from the Blue Line another couple of guys tried to sell me some incense. "Cherry incense 10 for $1.00" He then followed us onto the train...I almost wrote ship, because I am watching Star Wars while I am typing. HAHA He followed all of us on to the green line. He started talking to this Big Beautiful Black Girl. "Hey how ya doing beautiful? You want to buy some of my incense?" She just shook her head. "Yo don't you want to smell my scents I made today? Oh ok well might I say that you are beautiful. You have blessed day my angel" She just smiled. Sweet moves huh!

The next day I am commuting with my Dad. This is fun :-) I get on the green line and picked my seat. Some girl sat in the seat next to me across the aisle, then like 2 minutes later she got up walked away and sat in the car behind me. Did I smell? Could have sworn I showered the night before. Oh well I just sat there and settled in to read my book. BTW this is my 5 book in 3 months! And every one of them I would recommend them to anyone else. So if you are looking for a good book let me know. Where was I? Oh I settled into read my book and I got really into it. Then a few stations more this lady and her son get on. He sounds very happy ( i can't see them they are behind me) he is singing the Subway Jingle "5 dollar, 5 dollar, 5 dollar foot long" So cute. Then about 5 minutes later...he was crying, screaming and crying in the train. I tried to ignore it, then I had to ignore the desire to go and try to make him stop crying. But of course I'm not in the best neighborhoods and probably would not have been a great idea. The train doors open up and I start to pray for the little guy. Asking God to help him try to tell his mom what he needs or for her to try to console him. Praying he'd be happy and singing again. As they walk away the doors close and I go back to reading. "Next station Long Beach" SHIT!!!!!!!!! That was my station. Ugh, maybe I should pay more attention to my exits then praying for the well being of others. HAHA nah a little inconvenience is worth it. So I get off on Long Beach Blvd and wait for the next train back to the blue line. Needless to say I got to work eventually.

As I am taking the escalator down to the subway this homeless man get on in front of me. I did not know he was homeless at the time. He asked someone in front of him for money for the train, she said no sorry. Oh and that was it! " Oh sorry huh, yeah the whole world is Oh sorry. Everyone is always sorry" He gets off at the bottom sits down and as I walk by he says "I bet you are Oh sorry too, all you damn people are Oh sorry" I get down to the bottom and wait for my train. This guy in his twenties was standing next to me and then all of a sudden he is standing behind me. Sort of weird but I guess he wanted to see my better side. :-)

Thursday morning I got on the train at like 7:30am. I am so tired. Staying in LA makes me lose 1 1/2 hours sleep daily. I don't get to sleep on the train...ho hum. I sat and started to read my book. I finished it and I cried the whole time. Good thing I think I am coming down with a cold and had tissue with me. What a great book! I don't care how worried about me Denise is. The book about the cat was AWESOME and kept me laughing all the way until the end...which I am sure we could have have known what was going to eventually happen at the end of a book about a cat. Got to work at 8:30am soooo early and did not leave until 6:30pm sooo late. UGH...at least when I take the Amtrak I am on the train going home not sitting on my butt at work. I finally leave and get to the subway just as the red line pulls away...then I get to the blue line just as the train pulls way...get to the Green line (say it with me) just as the train pulls away! CRAP not only did I miss it the next one is 10 minutes away and it is COLD. Oh hell. Sadly there was a couple next to me who's mom said they could not come home. She did not want pot smokers in her house. They were talking and she said only one night and then you need to sleep in a shelter. YIKES! Now that is a bad addiction...hmm smoke pot and be homeless or have a home and not smoke pot...let me think about that! Seriously? WOW. I forgot the mention the sea of purple there was on the blue line. Some 30 Kings fans decided to take the metro to the game...Erika and Bri did the same thing from Redondo Beach...kind of fun I guess. I failed to mention that I really suck at packing for LA I left me phone charger at home and my phone was dying. LAME!

Friday on the Amtrak was pretty quite. Some of the regular cafe people were gone. I sat most of the way with Tim from scripts ranch. He is a software engineer. Then Kirk and Dan came into the cafe. We started to talk about football, due to my Charger's shirt. That got us talking about Pittsburgh. From what they said the name fits. It is the pits. Dan said when he went back there his friend were like let us take you to the best restaurant in town...the only one. HAHA He said the food was ok. He could not understand why they have such a beautiful river but not restaurant or bars on them, like we do at the beaches. Seems strange. Then Kirk said the funnies thing "Yeah that is a down without a hotel with a number in the name". HAHA There were two very hot guys on train today. Caught their eye and that was it. Boo Hoo. Yeah I am home after 4 days!

In comes 2009...there goes my train

Picture this it is 6am in glorious San Diego...the sun is still in bed and I am getting ready to leave for work. I walk outside and HOLY CRAP!!! Did someone pick up my house in the middle of the night and drop it off at the north pole? It is COLD...wait don't I have a beige car? Who's white car is that? That is my car covered in SNOW...ok I am be a bit dramatic, but usually the windows are the only thing with ice on them and you can really tell. Today my whole car from top to bottom had a thin white coat of ice on it. I was going to take my hands to it and throw it at Anthony because he was being an ass this morning, but instead I just hosed it off. Well I tried to...but the water just made more ice. Yep it was 34 degrees this morning. I left any way because I did not want to be late. I had to drive with the windows down...ugg. So I start my very cold drive with my back window frozen and my front window partly frozen...oh you're probably saying that was real safe Terri. It wasn't but I had to get to work. So I get on the five and start driving minding my own business when I just happen to look to my right and...Well have you ever been late for a play and just as you give the person your ticket they close the doors on you and say sorry you'll have to wait until the opening number is finished, or get to the dry cleaners as they put up the closed sign, or how about running to get the telephone just as someone hangs up? Well, I look to my left and there is my train. It did not hit me right away and then OMG there goes my train!!!! The train I am supposed to be on in 15 minutes and I am now where near the station. OH CRAP! Well I can't speed, because well I don't want to get pulled over. So instead I just start praying. If it wasn't for needing a snowplow this morning I would be on time I kept thinking. The prayers worked and I made it to my train with 6 minutes to spare. Did I mention it was still cold outside?

Work was pretty good, but the security guards have closed my lobby for entering and leaving. Don't they understand that I have a routine down? Well I got down to the lobby and SHIT now I have to walk all the to the other exit. If you've been to my building you'd know that it is not just around the corner. The LATimes offices are held in 4 different buildings that were then attached and connected by certain hallways and elevators..but not all! I get to the metro station and see my train and run down the stairs and guess what? No, they did not wait for me...but thanks for the good thoughts. Next train 10 minutes...uggg. Not much happened on the Amtrak tonight...some guy was playing the guitar, some guy was snoring and of course the person behind me was...let's all say it together - eating an apple.

Happy 2009