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An Ode to Bus #6

An Ode to Bus #6

To the driver of bus number 6
Your route I would like to fix
You get in my way
Each and ev’ry day
Like a giant wall made of bricks

You turn onto Riverton from Broad Street
Carrying children with small feet
You slow and you stop
The red lights they pop
The happy faces you great

I try to get there before you
You drive slower than glue
A turtle just passed
In a race you’d be last
When you’re in front I say poo

But the madness must come to an end
My broken schedule you can’t mend
Turn right on Pomona
I wish you’d move to Arizona
Your driving I don’t comprehend

Theater Screen

Tyler and I measured the screen last night in our theater. It has just over a 9 foot diagonal. We will now win just about any "my TV is bigger than your TV" arguments. Of course if we get into one of those arguments we probably have bigger issues to deal with. Warning: playing DDR on this screen may induce seizures. Or what about GigaWing? Can you imagine playing that game on this screen Ed?

Mounting the Projector

I've had this great big house to myself today. Jay is off gallivanting in Boston. (That's the first time I've ever typed "gallivanting".) And Tyler is visiting Cape May with his family. So what did I do? I made a big list of things I needed to get done. This was the most productive day I've had in a long time. I went grocery shopping, did the wash, made a logo for our bowling shirts for the Junior Achievment fundraiser, and mounted the projector in the theater room. Whew! Now it's time to kick back, place some XBox, and then watch Big Brother. Tomorrow is another day and there's still more on my todo list.