The bus did not come.
I went out there, in the cold and the sleet and the rain and the flood and the earthquake and the mudslide and the drought and the crushing heat and all, and there was No Bus.
Because this is France.
and the bus is on strike today.
The busdrivers are protesting somethingorother. Something about retiring at age 5.
I am protesting
against the absense of the bus.
And I will be grumbling
all the way home again.
hop on TFE's Monday magic, y'all
1940 all over again.
14 hours ago