I’m back home. The trip home was not as pleasant as the trip to Boston. The bus had far less leg room and I had someone next to me. Part of it was my own fault, I chose the window seat. When the power outlet is on the wall, that’s better; not when it is between the seats. It didn’t help that the bus was too hot. The Bolt Bus internet has become a joke. The free Wi-Fi gave me so little data that I had used it up in the time it took to write my blog even though I was for the most part not using it at all. I broke down and bought more data. That didn’t last long either. I as not streaming movies or even music. I was just visiting websites. Next time I ride a bolt bus I am not connecting to the internet until I finish writing my blog and just use it to connect long enough to post it.
The cats at home greeted me with a bathroom that needed cleaning. Maybe they were jealous as I was cheating on them with the two kittens at Van Merc Hill. That would mean that they read my blog or follow me on Instagram or Facebook. If they do, I can forgive them.
A friend just offered a ticket to see Scotland, PA on Facebook and I grabbed it. It’s a musical based on Macbeth. I hope it’s as good as the musical version of Hamlet That was performed on Gilligan’s Island. I still hear Polonius’s monologue in my head like this.
I’m back now. I’ll write about the show tomorrow. Now I’m going to watch The Irishman.
Wise Madness 