You’d be surprised how many Mary Poppins episodes we have here...no one expects the desert to be windy, but Vegas is in a “bowl” and the wind just races around it like a NASCAR.
I hate the bus route that services this area: it’s once an hour and only goes in once direction. Meeting up with another bus in the grid is an exercise in sanity.
I’ve applied to the paratransit system here, but since I used to work for them, I think they are going to refuse my application. This time, I won’t tolerate it.
Maybe everyone who knew you has died, retired, or hit the jackpot!
Unnngh. My Sunday School class was exhausting tonight. I was trying to cover the entire Hellenistic Period in 50 minutes, and they kept getting louder and louder.
"Is anyone listening? What did I just say?"
"Got him drunk and cut his head off!" (alert student)
"WHAT?!?" 12 other students.
And Tom was a pain, too.