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Thursday, January 11, 2007

Ye Gods and Little Fishes! She lives!

Yes, yes, duckies. I made it here!!!!!!!

Just a short post to let all know I'm fine and well. My little brother (god bless the child) is helping me try to get my computer set back up; once we get all the various and sundry bugs worked out I'll be back online full force. Until then, bear with me being around when and where I can beg, borrow, or steal a few minutes online.

You will know I'm fully wired for sound when I start a new special blog, "Greyhound SUCKS". Cramped seating, long distances, snow, and ice I was prepared for. Piss-poor customer service and surly bus drivers Will Never Do. Look forward to horror stories from the road; to give you a preview, before the bus even pulled out of the Denver depot, passengers were yelling "You tell 'em, Mel". I do not suffer fools gladly.

More later, mijos and mijas. Thanks for all the love.


Anonymous D.K. Raed said...

OMG!!! So good to hear you made it intacto. I'm sure your bus driver will never forget you or the piece of your mind you obviously gave him. Oh, I'm sooo looking forward to stories of your journey. Hope your family is all OK & you're settling in nicely. We'll be here when your shop re-opens. ~~ D.K.

11:19 PM  
Blogger dada said...

ditto what raed just said. We KNOW you're gonna have some great tales to tell us. can't wait to hear 'em!

btw Mel, I'd take a minute to catch you up on all you missed, but nothing new happened. you know, sending more troops, threatening war in the gulf region...the typical obsessive compulsive focus of the egomaniacal leaders seeking bigger and better ways to shore up their retirement coffers these last two years on the job. like $120/barrel crude once we get that gulf sealed off.

guess that's why we're sooo looking forward to some trip details, i.e., for some reeeeal news! welcome back!

4:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yep...took a 38 hour Greyhound bus trip..never again..I'm with ya, girl...Glad you made it home in one piece!


word verification:

ky? Nope, not going there, girl!

4:14 AM  
Blogger betmo said...

glad that you landed safely. still better than flying. at least you were on the ground and could bring your shampoo on :)

2:46 PM  
Blogger deuddersun said...

Like I said before, elsewhere here, I once went cross-country with Greyhound. 3 days of hell. Peopel fighting, kids bawling, puke running under the seats from some sick nitwit who couldn't get to the bathroom. Excrement smeared all over the toilet seat from some slob who didn't want to plant their fat ass on the seat and then didn't bother to clean up their own mess.

When I complained they offered me another ticket! I told them I'd rather walk and I meant it too.

Bless you girl, I can only imagine!


10:23 AM  
Blogger Pursey Tuttweiler said...

Do tell.
I want to know what the bus driver did and precisely what you said. I want to know why the passengers cheered you on so! This is fabulous!
Oh my God, Uddersun's puke and feces on the bus story is hair curling! I hope that did not happen on your bus.

Hey, my word verification has RV in it. It reminds me of the song, I Want to Live in Ed's RV. Ed's RV sounds much better than a bus. It has a color TV and is as comfy as can be.

10:30 AM  
Blogger enigma4ever said...

Looking forward to your tales..OMG..I am certain that they are hair-raising and beyond any sense of norm...I am so glad that you made it there....I get extra minutes on Sunday so I will check on you...I ditto what Dada and DK and Betmo and Deudder said...we are sooooo glad that you are okay...and gave Grayhound hell....yay MEL.

8:51 PM  
Blogger With Hammer And Tong...The LetterShaper said...

I'm following links from deudderson...I love his blog and I'm glad I came here. Great stuff...enjoyed my stay.

12:23 PM  
Anonymous karena said...


You are home safe and sound with lots of stories to relay regarding your long bus ride and surly bus drivers. I have always imagined bus drivers to be funny and pleasant, such was my experience with school bus drivers. It seems that all employees in the human conveyance industry have become soured. Just glad you are home safe, but i do say, I am enormously curious to hear/read the details of this trip.

5:24 PM  
Blogger spadoman said...

Shit Mel, I'm still sorry I couldn't have come out there to drive you to Arkansas. But then again, you would have had to put up with me instead of the bus driver. The jury is out on that one.

Glad you're there safe is the bottom line. More later my friend.

2:26 AM  
Blogger meldonna said...

I'm hoping to be up full-force at home in the next day or two (I'm at the library now). And Deud, I feel your pain. Thankfully most of the fellow passengers on my trip were cool (with the exception of the little crowd of methheads we picked up somewhere out in Wyoming...the maniacal giggling could wear on your nerves).

Dada, I had the pleasure (hack, gag) of seeing Our Only President speak on the TV last week. The only good I got out of it was finding out my entire family feels as angry as I do about Shrub, with the exception of Daddy -- and he believes Bush has stealth flying saucers stashed at the Pentagon to take care of Iran with. Dad's opinion has always tended to reaffirm my own.

Yes, was most convinient to get to Arkansas and not have to go out and buy a new supply of exploding shampoo. And Pursey, I not only want to live in Ed's RV, I love the idea of a portable address. Suits my latent gypsy tendencies.

Greetings to Hammer & Tong...stay tuned. More madness to come soon. Glad you could stop by.

Deke, Vike, e, and spado -- good to see you guys. I'm getting the two minute warning on my library session, so I'd better hie on back to the transit station. Local bus here is surprisingly good, in a small-town sort of way, and I went past the Rose Law Firm on the way across downtown. Odd to see something you're so accustomed to seeing on television suddenly appear outside your bus window. And it is raining cats and dogs in Little Rock today. Being recently transplanted from Seattle, the irony does not escape me.


11:13 AM  
Blogger dada said...

A small "Welcome Back!" party seems about to break out!

6:12 AM  
Blogger Pursey Tuttweiler said...

Oh, my, things are progressing, you have the local transit system figured out and are spending time in the Library. Progress, indeed, is being made.

Meth-heads on the bus with maniacal giggling, now that sounds like an unnerving yet interesting situation. Details, please. Details!

Take care.

6:36 PM  
Blogger meldonna said...

Pursey, apparently anyone who travels Greyhound these days will probably encounter the obligatory crowd of methheads...they may get on the bus in different towns, but they always find each other during the smoke breaks, because they are the ones going BEHIND the building in the alley to smoke or whatever.

Our particular crowd of tweakers actually came in handy in Denver when I started mouthing off. They may have a fucked-up lifestyle, but they can always be depended upon to back anyone Questioning Authority. Just get a mental image of me leading a rabble consisting of the cataclismically crystallized, irate grandmas, a blind man, and various and sundry other road-weary warriors, and that would be Friday night mile-high in Colorado.

And not to stretch the suspense out too much, the reason I was (and still am) peeved at them was for packing the bus overfull, and actually loading up standees, luggage and all, in the aisle. The icing on the cake was all the standees 'no habla englais'. In other words, pack the peons in, not like they're not used to it back in Guatemala. Who cares if they have to stand up for 100 to 200 miles at 40 mph thru snow; just a bunch of illegals anyway.

Yeah, I am still pissed.


Hey Dada...I'm always up for a par-tay! Your place, mine, or...?

10:57 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Okay, I'm pissed too..

Write a letter, Mel...You go girl...(my usual line--I'm so creative, aren't I?)

Glad you're back.


12:56 AM  

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