That Time of Year November 12, 2007
Posted by *christuttle* in : tuttle says... , trackbackWith the holidays quickly approaching I know from previous years experience to expect a certain level of “busy” in my life. But, wow. It’s started already. From projects at work coming to their respective peaks to holiday travels and desired vacations, the next 6 months is going to take quite a bit of planning.
Travel wise…
December - Xmas, visit Texas and South Carolina to see Joe’s family, and then my own.
January - Lake Tahoe visit for my 2nd time joining my Tuttle family’s annual ski trip.
February - Cross fingers and hoping! I’ll explain more another time.
March - Work training back in South Carolina (yay, more family!) & NTEN National Conference in New Orleans.
I LOVE to travel. I’ve learned that more and more in recent years.
In other, unrelated, news… this morning on the 4/5/6 train downtown to my office there was some signal problem that had the express train bypassing Union Square from 34th Street down to Brooklyn Bridge. No bother… simply means I get to the office faster. So I’m on one of the newest trains (so nice, love them!) and then out of no where, the train’s lights completely went out. Now every NY’er has been on a train and it gets dark… there’s 1 or 2 emergency lights on the train that stay on so it’s pretty dark, but you can still see your hand in front of your face, right? Well not this time. The lights went out… COMPLETELY out. Pitch black. Each time we sped thru another station it’s lights would momentarily flash before the stunned passenger faces–now all awake and heads lifted anxiously waiting to see what was happening.
And then darkness again, as the train was between stations. Random cooridor lights or sun from vents would flash by quickly, but the majority of the time it was nearly pitch black–expcept for the red lights of the train’s notification sign flashing “Next Stop…,” “Brooklyn Bridge,” “8:42 AM,” and so forth.
Luckily, I guess, the train was half full. All the seats were taken and some were standing–but it was a little post-rush hour so it wasn’t back to back passengers standing and crowded thru-out. I couldn’t help but imagine what horrible things might have happened had their been… theft or undesired groping, primarily.
And then, out of no where, I started singing…
Not a speck of light is showing
So the danger must be growing
Are the fires of Hell a-glowing
Is the grisly reaper mowing
- Boat Song, Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory
Then the lights suddenly returned to normal. Damn, that was kinda fun.
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I often think of that song when I am in the Subway, rushing by lights in the tunnels. *mwah*
Hahaha! Awesome. Haven’t seen that in a while.
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