Ed TV.

I had a movie moment yesterday.
I grade papers for a Kinesiology professor, and this week I have projects to grade. The projects are in binders so I brought my reusable Trader Joe's bag to school and filled it with projects. I put the full bag on the rack on the back of my bike and clamped it in. It wasn't very stable so I was being conscious not to make sudden movements.

Well that plan failed.

As I come up slowly to a red light, a loud honk startles me from behind. I turn to look for the source (as I obviously wasn't doing anything wrong waiting in the bike lane at a red light) and immediately am a foot away from a bus. The driver comes right up next to me and startles me so bad I lose my balance on the bike (which is already faulty because of the large mass of binders strapped to the back of the bicycle). I fall into the bus and catch myself with my hand against the side of the bus. The bus driver says,

"Sorry, I was just trying to let you know I was here."

What kind of driver HONKS AT A BIKER to just let them know they were there?!

Rude.

So unbeknownst to me, my bag full of projects had become unstable with the bus scare.
I soon take off when the light turns green and what do you know

the bag full of class projects falls off my bike in the middle of the intersection.

(The ending of this story is some what anti-climactic, as I quickly pulled over on the corner, ran out in the street to pick up the bag and binders, and make it back to the side walk safely before the light turns again.)

Another movie moment happened later, at night.
I just watched Donnie Darko in the theater for a class.
Last night, like in the movie, I slept walked. (The last time I slept walked was in middle school.)
I got up, went to the restroom, took off my sweatshirt and sweatpants, and grabbed my fan and put it by my bed (but didn't plug it in or turn it on).
EEeeeeee! Weird. At least I didn't burn someone's house down or break my school's water main.