I changed the appointment to tomorrow afternoon. I'll be home from work then. It was a wasted work morning at a time when I can't afford to miss much work. But, going to work late put my on the right train, in the right car, at the right time.

There were these two guys singing on my train. They were really good. They sang this one song all the way into town until they reached their stop. Just beautiful. Excellent harmonies. One guy was keeping intricate time with thunks on the plastic seat. And there were rap bits interspersed with the singing, but it was well-done rap. You know how some of those rap bits just sound so thrown together without much thought behind anything but the impact of the foul language? This wasn't like that. The chorus was something like "Somebody's always trying to find out what's going on."

Some parts of the song made the elderly black lady next to me giggle, while others made her nod her head like you'd expect such a lady to be doing in church. She told them, "You all are real good. That was real nice," when they got off the train. Everyone in the car agreed. A cool experience.

And speaking of cool experiences, go check out Gay Girl's Online Rent Party! That's not what she's calling it; that's what I'm calling it. Gay Girl, if you didn't know, is the creator of the Writings In Sexuality Topsite list that I'm ranked on (currently #3 with a perfect 10 rating, thank you very much). That's what that "Sex Me Up" link under my entries takes you to.

Anyway, go read Gay Girl today. Because I said so.

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