Wednesday, March 8, 2006 - 8:31 a.m.

I sat in the single seat at the front of the back car facing this man. He was very busy into his Franklin Planner goign over pages and vigorously writing things into it. I miss my Franklin Planner.

I used my Franklin Planner from 1996 - 2000 before I switched to a PalmPilot. Everything was in one book - yes it was clunky and heavy, and GOD FORBID if you lost it (no backup) but something about it made/makes sense. A full calendar time and month. There was even a place to jot ideas, plans, things for your "tickler" file. Your contacts were all right there and I also had a pocket for cards and extras. Someone gave me the hole punch so I could add flyers, pamphlets. Plus, I do not think there are many places left where you get to really appreciate your own handwriting.

There were two jolting stops this morning that both almost flung me from my seat. I am perplexed why that happens and sometimes it doesn't. This does not seem to be a speed dependent issue. My reaction is always fear where some people's is violent anger.

This man was on there with the brightest gold jewelry. His wedding band was very large and shiny gold. His wife obviously wants to make a statement that he is married and hands off. He also had a class ring - again gold - with a bright green stone. He must love his college equally as much as his wife. (yes, he could have a partner but sorry to stereotype that with that kind of jewelry, I am assuming he is straight).