All Things Remarkable V. 1.1

Okay, okay. I'm off to a slow start with this Remarkable thing.

I was going to Remark on the sign I saw some overweight Chicago slob was toting WHILE DRIVING as a statement to some Cubs fans he saw.

Then I was going to Remark on something else. And I can't really remember what that was.

So let me pull something out of my ass for today's Remarkable Thing.

Ummmmm.

Duuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh.

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....

Today there was a power outage at work. The lights dimmed, computers went berserk, escalators stopped, elevator alarm went off.

Except for my department. Every electrical component of my department purred like a kitten.

I felt like I was at the roller rink, and the lights went dim, and I was doing cool moves in the center ring to a Nu Shooz song.

B,b,baby...I-I-I can't wait.

All Things Remarkable

While I was walking home from the neighborhood K-Mart last night with a large $5 Little Caesar's pepperoni pizza, cell phone in hand talking to my husband, I had an idea.

I am going to try and find one thing Remarkable each day.

If I can find one thing Remarkable each day then perhaps my world will be a more interesting place.

This may sound uninspired and boring to those of you dear readers who lead very exciting lives, but for me it is a dire attempt to maintain the most grounded sense of adventure possible.

I of course, cannot change the name of this already-titled blog. But come on, it's a Jacques Dutronc lyric. How can you go wrong with that?

So let me get started. Yesterday was the $5 pizza. Today, what will it be.

I don't know about you, but I can hardly stand the suspense.

Short Story

Anna caught her breath at the curbside just as the bus sped off down the street, prompting her to cough in the cloud of exhaust. She would be late to work again, and this time, there was no guarantee any ounce of redemption could be salvaged.

She looked at her watch and then up at the sky. The clouds were rolling southeast and so she decided it was a good time to follow them.

As she walked through the neighborhood, calamity rose at the playground lot of the elementary school on Sunrise Avenue. Though it was not apparent to anyone but her, it seemed, she noticed a small boy sitting on the asphalt ground underneath a slide. The school bell was ringing and kids scurried to the entrances while the young boy remained.

"Aren't you going to get to your classroom? You don't wanna be late!" Anna shouted over to him through the fence.

"Aren't you going to be late for your job?" the young boy responded.

To be continued....