Thursday, January 07, 2010
So I've been watching the quirky Canadian series Durham County. It's about a homicide detective who decides he needs a change after his partner is killed and his wife is diagnosed with breast cancer. He moves to Durham County only to discover he's living next door to a creepy guy he knew in high school who may be a serial killer. The characterizations are wonderful, and it's my kind of show, but I have to admit I was more than a little unnerved when, shortly after I'd finished watching all of Season One, driving home late one afternoon on I-35 I looked over into the next lane and saw a big yellow school bus barreling past me at 70 mph with what I thought read DURHAM COUNTY SCHOOLS on the side. There are 254 counties in Texas, but none of them is Durham County. When that bus barreled past, I immediately looked around to see if I could read anything else. This is because when I'm dreaming, I can't read, and this is always how I test myself to see if I'm dreaming. But I could read signs just fine, so I knew I was awake. I saw the bus two more times in December, always at dusk. Although I looked on the net, I couldn't find an explanation. Yesterday, back at work, I mentioned it to my boss, who was amused (it's her kind of kooky story). This morning she sent me an email saying she'd seen the big yellow bus herself, and it reads Durham School Services. I googled Durham School Services and discovered it's a company that provides busing services for schools all over the U.S.