Maybe I need to start a tag called “bus adventures”. Today’s time on the bus was more amusing than the other day. Another elder man. This one talked non-stop. I don’t think he really listened. He just wanted attention and to make conversation. He grilled me about whether I’d made it to the capitol for some meetings about something. He told me all about the food. Then 20 minutes later he asked someone else if she’d made it and suddenly the meetings sucked. He wanted to know where people worked. He’d do the driver’s job of hollaring out the stop. Then he’d ask the driver how he did and told him its a good thing he was on the bus. He wanted everyone to sit down and worried if they stood up that they’d fall. He’d remark how nice each person was when they left the bus. I grinned at the things he said a number of times. Not at his expense, but out of simple appreciation for his earnestness and silliness in trying to make friends. The whole thing made me grin. I am very grateful for people. They fascinate, teach and amuse me each day of my life.