I betcha betcha betcha you don’t know how much I loves me some transit. Oh let me tell you.
Oh, yeah thats right. I’m a pool shark. Ok, not really. Thats a subway symbol from New York’s MTA subway line, number 6. Spare me your JLo references. Even the gayest of men didn’t know what the [...]
Maybe if you weren’t yelling at your baby’s daddy you would have heard mini me grunting away and making a crap in its diaper. Yes, yes this is all a part of nature, but whats not part of nature is having to stay on the bus with you continuing to yell at RoJohnDewayne about his [...]
A new acquaintance I met this weekend brought up a good observation. There is no talking allowed on BART.
Ever noticed this? Everyone’s quiet, zoned out in their little headphone world, rustling of newspapers, occasional cough, passing of gas. Then someone laughs out loud. No not ‘lol’. LOL’s now a days don’t even mean laughing out [...]
And less PDA on BART. I don’t want to be sitting in your lady sperm or man eggs. Wait til you get to your dark alley and have at it.
On the BART this morning, not ahead of schedule, running pretty late, but eh, boss never says anything. Sittin back, noticed a tall guy about to [...]
But I really can, and I’d rather not.
One of my favorite things do to while out and about in transit is to have headphones on, but nothing playing. And sometimes when I’m feeling incredibly randy, I’ll just have headphones on and have them plugged into my pocket. Right. Nothing. Nothing at all.
Headphones are kinda like [...]
Today’s morning commute, uneventful, thankfully. Except I had to get on the NL line since I had just missed the 57 by two minutes. Catching the NL is not a problem, it just takes me to th 19th St. Oakland BART station, unlike the MacArthur BART station that the 57 takes me to. The [...]
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