Another Tussle!

Another odd trip on the bus today happened when I – who was all kinds of ticket less – due to giving my last paid ride to a little bird this morning – tried to get onto the bus.

Now – normally – you can just pay the fare and everything is fine. But this bus driver and I seem to be oil and water. He is the same one that drove by me one day and then yelled at me when I ran after him. He is great!

All I had was a twenty. So at first – he didn’t even want me to get onto the bus at all. Then he started grumbling about how he wasn’t a bank and that he didn’t have change. I replied that while I was sorry that was the only bill that I had, I didn’t get why it was a problem – since he was clearly holding enough change.

At this point – it was “on” as the kids say . . . And it seemed like he was about to kick me off the bus – which would have stunk. He said that the change was for other people and that I should have gotten my own – which confused me – because I didn’t know that change only went to certain people. So I said “I’m really not sure why you are hassling me so much. I ride this bus all of the time and you are the only one that I have ever had trouble with.” He gave me a look. So I kept on with “Yeah – you drove right by me one day with your sign that said ‘out of service’ and made me run after you.”

He seemed to remember the other event – our last skirmish. He let me stay on. There were no other words spoken. The other passengers were glad for that.

Eventually he gave me my change and I said “Thanks. It won’t happen again.”

I guess I didn’t feel like getting bullied by this curmudgeon – but it sure made for a not so fun ride. And who knows if he will ever stop for me again . . .

Oil and Water. Oil and Water. Oil and Water.

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I have sleepy –

Not even mighty caffeine is strong enough to keep me on this hill . . . \n\nIn fact – it is high time that I allow my slumping head to follow my slumping shoulders straight to the floor – where I will then curl into a ball and dream forever more of sheep and marshmallows and puffy clouds.\n\nOh crumbs! \n\nI forgot . . . I\’m all kinds of at the job. No sleeps for me.

Cute Overload!

Hooray for baby squirrels that carry signs!

The little photo below ended up on cuteoverload.com . . . a site about really cute things – which a baby squirrel is . . . very cute.

Here is the link:  Cute Overload Link!

Too bad that they cropped the image – and didn’t link back to here – but hey – me and the baby squirrel aren’t really all that choosey. We just enjoyed reading the comments.

Yeah – that is right – I took the baby squirrel in as my potential secretary . . . so – on a break – we read some internets . . . good – good times.

Baby Squirrel for Obama

Here is a hot hot tip.

I was walking the dog (Irving Brown Socks) around the block this morning – and was stunned to find the tiniest of political rallies underway . . . and it was all happening on my street! I’m not really sure what pulled this baby squirrel over to Obama’s side . . . but I really feel like it is some sort of solidarity with the baby wolf contingent from the far up north – evidently he isn’t much of a fan of Palin . . . something about helicopters – or something . . .

Anyway – while we here on the Bumperblog are hesitant to stick our necks into the deep end of the political pool . . . it is good to know that this tiny woodland creature sees this as an important election – and it’s also pretty interesting that he is nuts for Obama.

Have a swell day.

– N.Bumpercar

Baby Squirrel for Obama