6:30 on a Wednesday night

oh what a day.

Decided to cut down my commute time by riding to the El on Girard today..but alas a city that couldn't be less bicycle friendly...there is no where to park it. Oh well off the the old trolley stop to double lock my bike (and wheels) to the platform in the middle.

Oh remember the days when you could leave your big wheel in the front yard? Oh right, I grew up in the sticks where yard meant grass and you could have one in the front...but you know what I mean.

Our New Mayor wants to get a bikeshare program going in Philly. Please...we have that program already. Believe me there is no lack of bicycle sharing in this city.

I'd ride all the way to work but it'd result in a sweaty mess and even worse an offensive odor. Not very customer friendly.

Work was the usual craze. This place is filled to the gills from the moment we open until the moment we close. I :heart: it. Afterschool is particularly nutzo (in a good way). The noise is insane. We've got every table filled with children and their families. Toddlers, babies, aunts, grandparents, uncles, sisters, cousins, you name it. At any given time you can hear spanish, korean, english, arabic, and cantonese. It's an amazing sound. sidenote : arabic is a beautiful language, not that I comprehend a word of it.

The ride tonight will energize me enough to do more work on the baby blanket for my soon-to-be neice-in-law so to speak. Its so pink and sweet and once finished will have a hood. Her first hoodie! yeah!

I've also got quite a pile of books sitting on my desk. 2 of them are professional reads. Who is this girl? I wonder.....