I don't usually do this, I'm more of a Post a week type of girl but after my trip home yesterday I had to share the wealth of knowledge I received from a bus patron.
I get on the bus in Vancouver and take the hour and fifteen minute ride home simple because it gives me more time to read. This trip however was vastly different from my usual ones. Almost all of the trip was normal until we got to Coquitlam Center where the bus sits for about 10 mins before it takes me on that last stretch home to Port Coquitlam.
As usual I sit in my regular spot, feet on the bar in front of me, book in hand, headphones in tuning out the world as I'm deep in another one in my head. Two guys get on, one kind of young and the other graying at the temples. The two are deep in conversation about the 701 bus to Maple Ridge and how it surprisingly left earlier than usual so they were taking my bus instead to get to where they needed to go. I don't crank my music so I can hear them but I'm not really caring. Chatter, chatter "What time is it anyway?" the older one says. The younger replies "I don't know I don't have my phone." As their conversation turns to how no one uses watches anymore I reach into my purse check the time and say "It's 5:52." Both men look at me and say thank you clearly shocked that I not only heard them but gave them what they asked for. Since the 701 runs ever 15-20 mins another showed up and the younger man decided to take it and they both got of my bus.
Ok back to reading I go until the older man gets back on and sits across from me and starts talking. After a minute or so it's pretty clear I'm not reading anymore so I pop out a headphone and close my book.
Him - What are you reading?
Me - Oh it about Vampires
Him - Oh really? That's pretty cool!
I nodded for a second thinking I was going to be able to spend the last 10 mins of my ride with tunes in my head as the sun streamed in the window beside me.
Him - You know why that's cool?
I shrugged and shook my head.
Him - Vampire stories are awesome! Even more so because I am one.
Slow blink...slow blink again. Assessing the situation here before I move on.
Him - Actually I'm a Werewolf/Vampire
Alrighty then...again with the slow blinking and an even slower nod.
Me - Interesting...
Him - Ya I had to get my fangs removed when I was a kid because they were too big and I kept cutting my lips.
Me - Oh really?
This being quietly said because my flight response was pounding in my brain and I was in a moving vehicle wondering how unhinged the man across from me was.
Oh wait he's still talking.
He leans forward and shows me his thumb and pinky nails. My brain is hammering that he's too close just way to close to me but I hold it together and look down.
Him - The nails are the worst when the elongate on the full moon! ( He actually used ELONGATE)
Me - ( because I'm stupid and have to encourage the guy ) How bad is it?
HIm - OH IT'S THE WORST! They just shred through!
He continues to tell me he took a trip to Transylvania and proved his blood ties to Dracula. I think I stopped breathing at one point because that seemed to be one hell of a statement. Blah blah he continues next thing I heard that his sensei cut off his long dark hair with a Samurai sword.
Where the hell am I and why is this ride taking so long????? I looked him in the eye though the whole time and then he leaned forward again and as serious as could be he says...
"Vampires are real...you better believe it." In my head I said "I believe that you believe it."
His stop approached and he said thank you for the conversation smiling the whole way and stood up. Just before he turned to leave he said "Oh! My name's Whitey!...Ah...no offence."
Is it strange that the No Offence line rocked me harder that his forward I'm a vampireness? My own daughter told me she forgets I'm black. I just smiled and said no problem.
He caught sight of my natural fang and said "Yup that's what I'm talkin about." Ya...not creepy at all.
I will leave you now back to your normalcy while I try to reclaim mine!
See Ya
S
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Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Monday, July 27, 2015
Ramblings Of A Distracted Mind
Hello Lovelies!
I wasn't exactly sure where I wanted to go today for this post. So much has happened in the news and day to day life that I'm not sure where to start so I'm going to let my fingers ramble until I lock on to something.
It was nice to get some much needed rain this weekend! Yet I'm still baffled by the people next door to me that continue to water...their fence...their sidewalk...every f*****g day and consider that the restriction is not their problem. See how I did that? I'm being good (sort of) and semi censoring myself. Why? I have no idea. Forest fire wise things were a little calmer this weekend.
The house next door is a drug rehab & half way house, 2 doors up we have and alcohol rehab & halfway house we are also being surrounded by assisted living homes and a CFL football player next door too makes it an interesting collage of people. Now the A rehab, their OK and keep to themselves, they used to have a guy that would sing at the top of his lungs every morning and night and he was awful at it but you get used to it and when it was gone I noticed. Mr. CFL, he is like a Ninja you don't see him or his family until they want to be seen and their really easy going. Until recently they thought there were only 3 people living in our house. There are 7 and a complete zoo but it's nice to know we stay under the radar. Assisted living... we've been there long enough for our little corner to become comic relief or drama central of sorts to them and we play a game with the bank of windows that faces us trying to figure out what their watching or even applaud when the old folks are dancing in full view. Many of them still got the moves.
The drug rehab...those guys...need to go if only because their complete rudeness and lack of oh I don't know morals or discretion just plain piss me off. A couple of them are ok and seriously want to get their act together and even one young kid comes over to borrow Choo's tools. At first I thought the kid might be casing the shop but he seems pretty shy and he brings whatever he takes back as soon as he's done with them. That, I can handle but it's the ones that think their tough first of all and that they're the shit and say things that make me want to throw stuff over the fence in hopes to hit one in the mouth especially if their talking trash in the vicinity of any of my girls. So besides them blatantly being loud assholes ( where did my semi censorship go? ) when they come across people they know that are in there with them it makes me feel like it's all for show and I think it's very true because one of those guys got kicked out recently not only for smoking something...in his bedroom but also breaching his parole as Blondunicorn got to see the action with the cops.
So from that constant distraction to trying to set up my writing space, the writing itself as my weekly posts come up every Wed and rewriting what was previously written. During the week, I'm a soldier at it but on the weekends it's a bit harder temporarily because I'm mildly obsessed with the book series I'm reading, it's more like consumed and forcing myself to put down the books is very, very difficult now once I'm done them that will be different and I feel like I'm rewarding myself if I make large strides with my own writing throughout the week.
So with that said and something random injected of me being completely stoked that I found Lita Ford on Twitter it was a good hard week and I'm all the better for it.
I even made myself sit in the car when we took a trip to Costco because...it would have been a bad thing for me to get out of the car...because it was Costco on a Sat morning and it was safer in the car for everybody else. I can't help it though I'm ok with crowds, we have a common goal, get in, buy stuff, you know but it's like stores need a fast and a slow lane and Costco has large lanes to begin with but more often than not there are 3 carts side by side and walking at an alarmingly slow speed. Annnnd...that sets me off as muttered curses are a constant until that one person stops dead in front of me and the curses aren't muttered anymore... they are focused. That's when BU and Sese step in grab me by the arms and shoulders to whisk me away. I just hate being delayed when I'm on a mission and to me shopping of any kind is a mission that takes prep.
BU was was thinking this time though she figured if we got coffee first I would be nice and calm and she told me that was the plan. I told her all she did was give me a weapon and as soon as we hit the parking lot I decided that staying in the car was a much better idea.
Ok I have rambled enough, my fingers have thrown up enough words here. Go about your day and have a great week!
See Ya!
S
I wasn't exactly sure where I wanted to go today for this post. So much has happened in the news and day to day life that I'm not sure where to start so I'm going to let my fingers ramble until I lock on to something.
It was nice to get some much needed rain this weekend! Yet I'm still baffled by the people next door to me that continue to water...their fence...their sidewalk...every f*****g day and consider that the restriction is not their problem. See how I did that? I'm being good (sort of) and semi censoring myself. Why? I have no idea. Forest fire wise things were a little calmer this weekend.
The house next door is a drug rehab & half way house, 2 doors up we have and alcohol rehab & halfway house we are also being surrounded by assisted living homes and a CFL football player next door too makes it an interesting collage of people. Now the A rehab, their OK and keep to themselves, they used to have a guy that would sing at the top of his lungs every morning and night and he was awful at it but you get used to it and when it was gone I noticed. Mr. CFL, he is like a Ninja you don't see him or his family until they want to be seen and their really easy going. Until recently they thought there were only 3 people living in our house. There are 7 and a complete zoo but it's nice to know we stay under the radar. Assisted living... we've been there long enough for our little corner to become comic relief or drama central of sorts to them and we play a game with the bank of windows that faces us trying to figure out what their watching or even applaud when the old folks are dancing in full view. Many of them still got the moves.
The drug rehab...those guys...need to go if only because their complete rudeness and lack of oh I don't know morals or discretion just plain piss me off. A couple of them are ok and seriously want to get their act together and even one young kid comes over to borrow Choo's tools. At first I thought the kid might be casing the shop but he seems pretty shy and he brings whatever he takes back as soon as he's done with them. That, I can handle but it's the ones that think their tough first of all and that they're the shit and say things that make me want to throw stuff over the fence in hopes to hit one in the mouth especially if their talking trash in the vicinity of any of my girls. So besides them blatantly being loud assholes ( where did my semi censorship go? ) when they come across people they know that are in there with them it makes me feel like it's all for show and I think it's very true because one of those guys got kicked out recently not only for smoking something...in his bedroom but also breaching his parole as Blondunicorn got to see the action with the cops.
So from that constant distraction to trying to set up my writing space, the writing itself as my weekly posts come up every Wed and rewriting what was previously written. During the week, I'm a soldier at it but on the weekends it's a bit harder temporarily because I'm mildly obsessed with the book series I'm reading, it's more like consumed and forcing myself to put down the books is very, very difficult now once I'm done them that will be different and I feel like I'm rewarding myself if I make large strides with my own writing throughout the week.
So with that said and something random injected of me being completely stoked that I found Lita Ford on Twitter it was a good hard week and I'm all the better for it.
I even made myself sit in the car when we took a trip to Costco because...it would have been a bad thing for me to get out of the car...because it was Costco on a Sat morning and it was safer in the car for everybody else. I can't help it though I'm ok with crowds, we have a common goal, get in, buy stuff, you know but it's like stores need a fast and a slow lane and Costco has large lanes to begin with but more often than not there are 3 carts side by side and walking at an alarmingly slow speed. Annnnd...that sets me off as muttered curses are a constant until that one person stops dead in front of me and the curses aren't muttered anymore... they are focused. That's when BU and Sese step in grab me by the arms and shoulders to whisk me away. I just hate being delayed when I'm on a mission and to me shopping of any kind is a mission that takes prep.
BU was was thinking this time though she figured if we got coffee first I would be nice and calm and she told me that was the plan. I told her all she did was give me a weapon and as soon as we hit the parking lot I decided that staying in the car was a much better idea.
Ok I have rambled enough, my fingers have thrown up enough words here. Go about your day and have a great week!
See Ya!
S
Monday, July 20, 2015
Stupid Is As Stupid Does...
Hello Lovelies!
As another week rolls in and we go about our daily jobs, tasks and all of the other fun stuff can I just say something about Donald Trump? Just something small...
I never really cared either way about the guy as the years have gone on and even indulged in The Apprentice. When I saw that he was getting into the political race in the US I seriously did a WTF double take, that was weeks ago and I'm still having trouble with the fact that he's attempting this.
I'm not a political person by any means and really I only lightly pay attention because all the parties ever do is throw stones at each other. I have enough trouble dealing with the anti Justin Trudeau ads here in Canada with them confusing me with the semi nice ads saying he's just not ready yet and has nice hair. Mr. Right just not right now?
Like so many of us here we know way more about US politics than we do our own. Donald Trump however seems so random and at the same time I'm surprised it took him so long to step up to the plate. Now he just needs to be struck out and benched. Every time he's in the headlines I cringe and can't even take in all of the words on the pages. Once I hit the offensive part and there seems to be many, I just can't read any further.
This morning I read about how he won't apologize to John McCain for low pots shots at being a POW.
He's. Just...a dick. Plain and simple.
And I know that there is always going to be that crazy person that thinks having all the money in the world means you can run a country but come on...really?
As much as I loathe the way that in politics in general they feel the need to slaughter each other in the press in order to gain ground no matter what country your from, I know that's what some of them have to do. The scared ones. Their actions should speak for themselves. That's it I have no other words about this...it tweaks my inner rage.
On that note, the weekend was way too hot, we still have a stage 4 water restriction going, I now know how vampires feel when they step out into the sun and feel their skin baking there is no twinkling only searing and ya when is Fall coming?
I am making progress revising and continuing CF. As I'm doing it post by post there will be portions that don't mesh up yet with the newer content but it will all make sense in the end. In between all of it I am reading a new series to me called the Black Dagger Brotherhood and have read 6 of the books in roughly a 2 week period and I will continue to say that I am in love with this series and I told the author that as well. My biggest problem at the moment is creating my writing space, I have the space it just needs to be set up and that will be my next chore because my story-boarding process needs a home not a folder.
So with reading, writing and my low tolerance for stupidity the week was productive! Now I just have to keep the train moving.
Ok guys, have a great week!
See Ya
S
As another week rolls in and we go about our daily jobs, tasks and all of the other fun stuff can I just say something about Donald Trump? Just something small...
I never really cared either way about the guy as the years have gone on and even indulged in The Apprentice. When I saw that he was getting into the political race in the US I seriously did a WTF double take, that was weeks ago and I'm still having trouble with the fact that he's attempting this.
I'm not a political person by any means and really I only lightly pay attention because all the parties ever do is throw stones at each other. I have enough trouble dealing with the anti Justin Trudeau ads here in Canada with them confusing me with the semi nice ads saying he's just not ready yet and has nice hair. Mr. Right just not right now?
Like so many of us here we know way more about US politics than we do our own. Donald Trump however seems so random and at the same time I'm surprised it took him so long to step up to the plate. Now he just needs to be struck out and benched. Every time he's in the headlines I cringe and can't even take in all of the words on the pages. Once I hit the offensive part and there seems to be many, I just can't read any further.
This morning I read about how he won't apologize to John McCain for low pots shots at being a POW.
He's. Just...a dick. Plain and simple.
And I know that there is always going to be that crazy person that thinks having all the money in the world means you can run a country but come on...really?
As much as I loathe the way that in politics in general they feel the need to slaughter each other in the press in order to gain ground no matter what country your from, I know that's what some of them have to do. The scared ones. Their actions should speak for themselves. That's it I have no other words about this...it tweaks my inner rage.
On that note, the weekend was way too hot, we still have a stage 4 water restriction going, I now know how vampires feel when they step out into the sun and feel their skin baking there is no twinkling only searing and ya when is Fall coming?
I am making progress revising and continuing CF. As I'm doing it post by post there will be portions that don't mesh up yet with the newer content but it will all make sense in the end. In between all of it I am reading a new series to me called the Black Dagger Brotherhood and have read 6 of the books in roughly a 2 week period and I will continue to say that I am in love with this series and I told the author that as well. My biggest problem at the moment is creating my writing space, I have the space it just needs to be set up and that will be my next chore because my story-boarding process needs a home not a folder.
So with reading, writing and my low tolerance for stupidity the week was productive! Now I just have to keep the train moving.
Ok guys, have a great week!
See Ya
S
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