OLD WORLD:
everyone who entered the bus after me for 10 straight stops was over 65 years old. One couple was initially complaining about having to wait for the bus and how slow it was but then the woman made a cell-phone call and loudly proclaimed the "so quick and easy"ness of the bus as opposed to traveling to downtown by car.

I huddled and scribbled notes for a short story I'll probably never write about a conversation between NK and i regarding the taking of rocks from iceland (which my monther and I did) and our recent accidents shortly thereafter (my broken foot and her concussion/ankle/black eye) and the potential correlation (I don't think there is any, she thinks there is) based on the Aboriginal myth of the large flat mountain which should not be climbed by mankind. Supposedly anyone who climbs this mountain has something bad happen to them shortly thereafter... what's the name of the effing mountain...

anyhow, I guess I just don't believe that the gotten would smite us for taking a few rocks out of iceland... would it? Seems silly, and I don't dismiss the idea entirely, just 99.99%.

Saw Pirates last night- and I seem to be the only person I know who actually liked it. I liked it a lot, actually.