On Valentine’s Day eve on Monday night my mother bought me my favorite box of Pop Tarts frosted Cherry. A few hours earlier I made her favorite Kool-Aid black cherry and made Macaroni and cheese with veggie burger a dinner too. The morning of Valentine’s Day sorta coach 2130 ran for the 2nd consecutive day (ran all day on Monday). I took a photo and a video (link of video will be at the end of entry. By the time I took the photo the snow which didn’t amount too much ended up melting as the precipitation turned into rain…chance of being snowed in don’t look too good now.
I survived Valentine’s Day night when my 7 year old and 4 year old nephews drove me crazy while babysitting them. My living room rug was filled with Valentine’s Day cards and heart-shaped suckers…made me think of becoming an organ donor which I am. It made me feel good spending time with them teaching them how to behave. My mother as she usually does told me that I was a good babysitter. I told her I love children, dealing with children isn’t all that hard. Yes Valentine’s Day makes me sad because the date marked the 9 year anniversary of breaking up with my first girlfriend while I was working at King’s Island.
The brake-up happened due to 4 underlining factors. #1 her family hated black people. #2 She lived outside the county…I live in urban town of Cincinnati as she lived in small town of Loveland, OH. #3 she stalled not telling me for a long while she was hanging out with her off and on again ex boyfriend in school….and yes he was Black as well. #4 the factor that made me brake up with her was I can go to her junior prom and she couldn’t go to my senior prom.
She then on the phone on Valentine’s Day of 2003 was arguing with me trying to make me stay in the relationship by using her cousin and her cousin’s boyfriend on the line begging me to stay. I was sad that the relationship had to end on a sad note but I felt I had to leave her alone. The decision to leave relationship was on my mind when I saw her in January on a job call but really didn’t get a chance to communicate with her by phone since October 2002. I did go to prom with my sister’s friend instead, but the sadness of breaking up with her remained a haunting nightmare. It took me just 2 years ago to get over the brake-up; any more writing about that point of time will set me back much further even thought I tried to date other women since then.
I have evolved in my artwork and photography since Valentine’s Day of last year you can see by comparing the photos of sorta coach 948 at Fairview Loop. The first one was at the Fairview Loop on February 22, 2011; I tried to take a landscape shot of the coach but really didn’t know how. Also I was afraid of the bus driver giving me an attitude, but the driver was on the phone with his girlfriend and didn’t seem to mind that I took the photo. The usual driver I talk to on a regular basis Mike was on vacation. The old photo was taken from my old Nokia phone. The other photo of sorta coach 948 I took that one today at Fairview Loop and the evolution of movement I want in a still and the Samsung phone makes all my photos crispy. I did ask Mike to drive 948 for me, how goofy the intercom and the radio was I now wished he didn’t as the coach was traded in after he left. Old saying goes, you get what you ask for,,,a milk dud of a bus.
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| Snow turns into rain as Sorta coach 2130 is getting wet on Valentine's Day. |
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| Sorta coach 948 on February 22, 2011 at Fairview Loop. |
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| Sorta coach 948 at Fairview Loop today. |
