{"id":3680,"date":"2010-01-06T22:28:51","date_gmt":"2010-01-07T03:28:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=3680"},"modified":"2010-01-06T22:44:09","modified_gmt":"2010-01-07T03:44:09","slug":"another-day-another-dollar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=3680","title":{"rendered":"Another day, another dollar"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.flickr.com\/photos\/81595350@N00\/4238803745\/\"><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/farm3.static.flickr.com\/2651\/4238803745_98106d80e2.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Verdana\" size=\"2\">I missed my regular train this morning &#8212; or, rather, the train I normally get when I oversleep a little and miss the earlier regular train. There&#8217;s a 7:37, and then an 8:15, out of my station and I can get a good half-hour nap in if I catch the later of the two. It means I have to work until 5 instead of 4:30, and I much prefer getting the earlier train in the evening if I can do so. It&#8217;s less crowded, for one thing, and it gets me home a good forty-five minutes earlier than the next train. (Because it&#8217;s less crowded, has fewer stops, and requires less waiting around in Penn Station.) But it&#8217;s tough making that argument with my body when I haven&#8217;t had enough sleep, and at least twice this week my brain has lost it.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Verdana\" size=\"2\">This morning I couldn&#8217;t find my hat &#8212; it was underneath some papers on my chair &#8212; and so I missed the 8:15 by a couple of minutes. I live less than five minutes from the train station, and I could <em>see<\/em> the train pulling into it as I raced that one block, but I just didn&#8217;t make it. I had to stop running when my iPod went flying out of my coat pocket anyway &#8212; its edges are a little chipped, though it seems otherwise okay &#8212; so I just accepted that I&#8217;d have to catch the 8:30 train instead. I just stood on the platform and listened to <a href=\"http:\/\/www.studio360.org\/\">Studio 360<\/a> &#8212; the time travel show I&#8217;m sorry I missed when it taped live here in New York &#8212; and waited. And I&#8217;ve got to tell you, I&#8217;m really glad I didn&#8217;t give up looking for that hat. I&#8217;m glad I found it before the <em>next<\/em> train &#8212; not until 9:23 &#8212; but it was really too cold today to be without it.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Verdana\" size=\"2\">Anyway, I think I&#8217;ve spent all this time talking about my train schedules and brief morning mishaps simply because the day was otherwise uneventful. I worked through lunch to make up some of the time the missed train cost me, and I read what I think is a really good chapter on a book we&#8217;re developing for counseling older adults. I worked a little more on that short story, and right now I&#8217;m watching the third episode of that <em>Monty Python<\/em> documentary.<\/font><\/p>\n<p><font face=\"Verdana\" size=\"2\">According to my <a href=\"http:\/\/www.forgottenenglish.com\/Calendar.htm\">desk calendar<\/a> (one of three I received this Christmas), today is <a href=\"http:\/\/en.wikipedia.org\/wiki\/Haxey_Hood\">Haxey Hood Day<\/a>, which I&#8217;m amused to discover is still <a href=\"http:\/\/www.youtube.com\/watch?v=UHIzximauPE\">a very<\/a> <a href=\"http:\/\/www.wheewall.com\/hood\/\">living tradition<\/a>. That&#8217;s really neither here nor there, but it&#8217;s a whole lot more exciting than my day was.<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I missed my regular train this morning &#8212; or, rather, the train I normally get when I oversleep a little and miss the earlier regular train. There&#8217;s a 7:37, and then an 8:15, out of my station and I can get a good half-hour nap in if I catch the later of the two. It &#8230; <a class=\"read-more\" href=\"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/?p=3680\">Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[],"tags":[28,52],"class_list":["post-3680","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","tag-personal","tag-work"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3680"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=3680"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3680\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3680"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3680"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.unreality.net\/weblog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3680"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}