Yesterday was my first day back after a two-week vacation (If you haven’t read yesterday’s diary yet, please check it out in my diary archives.). I have to say, it was a pretty smooth day. Wow, the beginning of this diary really stinks! Two sentences in and I haven’t said anything! OK, let’s start over again — It’s hard to get back into the swing of things after such a long break.

Sometimes when a funny idea hits me for the diary I like to write it down on a piece of paper. The ideas usually consist of my thoughts and actual events. Well, on Sunday night I wrote something down. The note simply reads: 11:12pm, cat fell off TV. Ha ha. Unfortunately for my cat, that was an actual event. I laughed at first and then I felt really bad for her. I’m happy to report that she’s OK.

When my friends Walter and “Sally” visited me in Ohio, I totally forgot to take photos of their visit. That would have been solid gold diary material. That point really hit home when Walter sent a photo that he took of me on the mean streets of Steubenville.

Now no one can say that I’m not from the streets, I have proof now. Look at me; I’m like a wild cat ready to strike. We would have stayed downtown longer but I was in fear for my life, ha ha.

Yesterday during my lunch break I found myself checking out the old classified ads. I saw an ad for a bike rack that really caught my eye. It’s a bike rack for the apartment; it just leans against the wall. I’ve been looking for one of these things for a while now. I’ve researched them and they’re just pricey enough for me to say that I don’t really, really need one. However, the price was right in the ad. I emailed and made arrangements to look at it last night. I arrived on time; Monica opened up the door and she showed me the bike rack. Damn, it wasn’t what I thought it was. In my excitement, I forgot to get details on the rack. It was a little bigger than I thought and being that I was on the other side of town, I really couldn’t see myself lugging it home.

Needless to say, I felt like a boob. I apologized and then I remembered that she was also selling an air-corn popper for a pretty decent price. That was still available so I bought it. Because I screwed up, wasted her time and because she was so cool about it – I’m naming Monica: Bob’s Person of the Week!