At the bus stop. In the rain. But, at least I'm heading home. The 766 is crowded today! I am sitting across fom a balding man with dreadlocks and a cross and star of David around his neck. Someone in the back is cackling. I wish I knew what about. Somebody is saying "it fit last time, so it has to fit now!" I also wish I knew what that was about. The gal next to me keeps pulling really strange faces. Dreadlock Dude just smiled. All his teeth are gold.