it’s getting worse

It’s not bad enough that folks drive and talk on the phone, no it’s getting worse. These wireless phones are insidious. I was working out a math problem, remember the old “word” problems we used to get? It goes something like this: Bicyclist A is moving at a velocity of 37 miles per hour. Pedestrian B is moving at a more leisurely pace, 4 miles per hour. Given that both objects are moving in the same direction, westward along a path way, when when bicyclist A encounters pedestrian B’s elbow, and is flipped off the bicycle at its current rate of speed, adjusted for the rotational velocity of the planet, just how far will the rude bicycle rider fly before making contact with the gravel on the trail? And show all work. It sounded good at the time. But maniac bicyclist are the least of my worries right now, due to the heat, I had all my hair tucked under a cap yesterday. I got home, and I pulled out a mirror, looking and trying to figure out if I was really getting a red neck, the part of neck which usually rides under my ponytail. In an effort to be more healthy, and to compare vegetable plates, I tried the usually at Threadgill’s, then hopped up to Texpresso for an afternoon of listening to mutable signs talk about changes. Can’t give it flavor, all the mutables were represented yesterday.