Where is My Personal Transporter???

I am one of the first to admit that I have serious transportation issues. I positively hate driving, tell me I need to drive somewhere new and I'm going to map it three or four times trying to devise a route that doesn't require a lot of left turns, one way streets, circling for parking, driving downtown in general, or using I-35. I also get serisouly anxious and generally do anything possible to avoid driving at all costs which leads us to the bus...

I take the bus to school to avoid the driving downtown and looking for parking (and paying exorbitant amounts to park anyway). Before riding the bus I checked schedules like 8-10 times determining the best route to take and the best times to leave, etc. And in true bus riding fashion, just as I was getting used to taking the bus to school I was violated by a creepy old man. I'm never leaving the house again.

Oddly, the only form of transpotation that doesn't really cause me any anxiety is flying and I think I figured out why. Flying is so controlled, yes things can go wrong but mostly they don't and really the only wrong decision or mistake you can make when flying is getting there too late. You stand in this line, you are assigned a number, you go stand in that line, you go sit in front of a numbered door until they call your number, then you get on the plane, then you get off the plane and you are in the right place. You can't get on the wrong plane, you can't get off at the wrong place, there is a button to push when the guy next to you is behaving inappropriately. Airports are covered in signs and arrows every ten feet so getting lost is a near impossibility. I love it.

Ah School

Have you ever seen Pollyanna (Hayley Mills movie from like 1960)? Do you remember the priest? How he would stand in church and yell at everyone and proclaim doom and gloom? no? see below..

Ok now imagine he is yelling about studying and science and the end of the world and you have just met my Genetics teacher.

I couldn't figure out why he seemed so familiar at first but then in class number two he told us all about how he was originally a theology student and wanted to be a Lutheran Minister. I almost started laughing because I immediately thought of Pollyanna. Luckily I held it together because he probably would have yelled at me personally I'm not looking forward to that moment.

Always Learning

Today I learned something new. I'm in school so you might think that I SHOULD be learning every day, and here is proof!

Today, I learned that the bus I usually take home from school doesn't always go all the way to my house. Somtimes it turns around about two stops before my house.

It was a fun lesson.

No We're Totally Dating

Seeeeeee. PROOF!


Why do I look like some creepy kid trying to get in the picture? Yes, yes, we can all see he can do better but let's not mention it to him.

I can't even begin to come up with an appropriate title

On the way home from Ikea over the weekend I saw a billboard for an attorney that baffled me. We were on the freeway so I didn't have time to take a picture (and Michael has a strict no turning around policy) but maybe you can appreciate it anyway.

MOLESTED?
Have you or one of your children been molested? Maybe we can help.

What? Now I understand the "Injured at Work?" ones because there is a lot of money to be made by gaming the worker's comp system and even the "Slip and Fall?" ones because suing a big company has the possibility of bringing in the dough but "Molested?"

Is the lawyer just hoping that maybe someone molested by a famous person will happen to see his billboard and call? I guess (barring that scenario) I just didn't think there was that much money to be made in molestations.