Wednesay, October 21

Back to Jakarta, perhaps

Not a bad day today, all things considered.  For the first time this week the shuttle was right on time today.  I knew that the chances of getting M-3’s once again on the 7:04 from Ronkonkoma to Penn would be slim, and sure enough it was back to M-7’s.  There hadn’t been any M-3’s visible in the yards so there was no point in waiting for the 7:19.  To my surprise, the woman who took the seat next to me, a minute or so after I sat down, was the same young woman of indeterminate ethnicity who had sat next to me on Monday and who had been reading some text in a strange language on her Black Berry.  Actually it’s not all that strange, as people tend to ride in the same cars day after day.  I got another look at the text on her Black Berry and now I’m not so sure if it was Indonesian as I had thought.  My current guess is that it might be an Latin alphabet transliteration of a language normally written in a different alphabet, perhaps something like Tamil or Bengali.  If she had been reading a magazine or something like that I might have come out and asked her (“Pardon me, but I don’t recognize that language, what is it?”), but I could scarcely admit to having looked at her Black Berry.  I read more of The Making of the Atomic Bomb, I’m now up to the development in nuclear physics in the 1930’s, and we got to Penn in no time.  The ride on a 3 to Fulton was reasonably quick, the rail damage that caused troubles earlier in the week having been repaired for the most part.

The wait for a 2 at Park Place after work was a shade on the long side, but I made it to Penn in plenty of time for the 5:41 to Ronkonkoma.  Yep, M-7’s once again.  It was really packed, and I ended up in one of the seats in the last row by the vestibule.  These seats are actually a bit narrower than the other seats, which of course are hideously small to begin with.  It would have been disastrous if a large SCA took the aisle seat.  A woman in her 20’s took it, and while she was hardly of SCA size it was a relatively tight fit.  As I’ve noted, Asian women are usually slim but some of them can be chubby.  She was among the “some of them.”  Still, it wasn’t that bad, and I read another chapter during the ride.  We got to Ronkonkoma and the shuttle exactly on time, 6:53.

Gym: I ran two miles on the treadmill at 5.4 mph, making ten miles for the week.

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