The Pregnant Straphanger - CRANKY!

First I'm cranky at the girl who kept leaning on the pole she and I were sharing on the 4 train. Lean on the pole all you want if you're the only one holding on, but I was there first and there is no reason for your hand, your hair and your person to come into contact with me.

The next person on my list is the dodohead with the handcart at Grand Central. The morning congestion had cleared up so there was a ton of space to maneuver but somehow he wound up rolling his cart right in front of me from across the main hall and stopping me in my tracks. Asshole!

Also, this unseasonably warm November weather is making me shvitz like a chazzer.

The Pregnant Straphanger has nothing new to report

DMR wants me to post these updates every day. Every day?! Who does he think I am? That would severely cut into my laying on the couch, eating bon bons and watching Top Chef time. I have not been offered any new seats since my initial update. I hope I didn't jinx myself. Yesterday on the way to work I stood by a 20-something white dude who looked up at me a couple times and then went back to concentrating on his PSP. This morning I had to wait around for the maintenance people (who of course never showed up) so I went into work a little later than normal. That resulted in a very not crowded bus (I got a seat but unfortunately a highly perfumed lady sat down next to me at the next stop and I thought I was going to barf). The R was pulling into the station just as I got to the platform and that wasn't very crowded either. Super easy commute, hooray!

The Pregnant Straphanger

I am a little over 5 months pregnant with identical twin boys and my belly seems to have exploded in the past two weeks. My commute to and from work kind of sucks. The morning involves a very crowded bus and two trains. Going home I take 3 trains but can usually get a seat for 2/3 of the ride. As mentioned in the post I made 30 seconds prior to this, I was offered a seat by someone on the train for the first (and second) time this week and am going to try to keep track of when it happens. My guess is that 95% of the time, it will be a woman giving up their seat. I don't anticipate ever being offered a seat on the bus because the last person I saw offer one to a pregnant lady was me, when I was 3 months preggo!

1.
November 6
Q / Dekalb Avenue
30-something African-American woman
The first time! I was shocked because I had the hoodie under my coat zipped up and didn't think my belly was obvious. But I was also thrilled and grateful because it was one of those mornings when the bus took forever and the waiting always wipes me out. Thank you, lady!

2.
November 7
4 / Union Square
20-something (definitely early 20s) white woman
The third portion of my regular morning commute involves transfering from the Q or R to the 4,5,6 at Union Square. This time I declined the seat offer because I was feeling ok and I only had one stop to go.

change

1. If you haven't heard already, I'm pregnant with identical twin boys. Holy shit! I'm due the 3rd week in March.
2. President-elect Barack Hussein Obama. Holy shit! Typing that sentence gives me emotions.
3. DMR gave me the great idea of blogging about the people on the bus or train who offer their seat to me as this happened for the first time this week. Hopefully this will kickstart regular updates to the Bibimbop.

ms pac-man

I've been obsessed with the arcade version of Ms. Pac-Man for most of my life. Many after-school afternoons since the age of maybe 8 were spent at the 7-11 or the lobby of a nearby mini-mall plugging quarters into these machines. I also enjoyed the table-top version that you'd occasionally see at a bowling alley, bar (like Lakeside Lounge, but I haven't been there in years) or bowling alley bar. The bar where I play bocce recently added a Ms. Pac-Man much to my delight. This particular machine is rickety, the joystick is loose and the speeds are off. Still, a visit hasn't passed where I haven't fed the machine. Often, I opt for two player mode with Senor Plus Minuses. I'd say our skill level is fairly even, though he's gotten the higher score most of the time during our head to head matches. We've both been gunning for the high score and have had some near misses. It's not even that great a high score, but it's been untouched for a number of weeks. Last night I made the prediction that one of us had the high score in us and what do you know, I cracked it! Just barely, but it's still the new high score. I hope it lasts for a couple weeks!

pictures from cannes

La plage




Les chiens

This little guy was at the market.


This one was called Molly and taking charge on the Rue, St. Antoine in the old town.


D'avignon radishes at a cute little market in the square near the Cannes 'Eveil cafe


The Croisette at night.


DMR's secret French life: real estate mogul


I loved these dog stands. Little bags are provided for your convenience and the sign reads something like, "for the love of dogs, for the love of clean sidewalks."

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i finally caved in and re-enaged.

hand jobs on the work room wall

my work recently moved to a new building. we still have cubes, but the space is a lot more raw with exposed brick and a ceiling unblemished by any of those horrible chipboard panels. i'm excited because i now actually have a desk with file cabinets that i'm able to use. previously i sat at a set-up that can be compared to a sheet of plyboard set atop two cinder blocks. the framed artwork that adorned the walls at the old office are slowly starting to show up again but they have to share space with doodles from crazy talented illustrator/typographer Michael Perry. some of my favorites:


this l'il toasty guy greets you when you're at the kitchen sink.


a few feet away are some condiment critters.


this wall is right by the area i sit.