Bus Report #358
Days and days worth of MUNI-related tidbits.
Weekend:
Saturday walking with M. in the Sunset, saw a car that looked as though it had been hit or had hit a nearby N Judah. The N looked okay, but was definitely not moving. The car looked a little crumpled, but the driver was outside, making cell phone calls.
Excellent bus luck on Sunday as I went downtown to meet JozJozJoz and Yoshi. My bus was right on time and dropped me off near the SFMOMA with plenty of time for a coffee and some Franny & Zooey.
Week so far:
A man got on the 38 the other day at Kearny, and it was taking a long time so I thought maybe he was having trouble securing his bike or something.
But no.
He was carrying a desk onto the bus.
Not a HUGE desk, but you know, a wooden desk with legs and a drawer and the whole thing. He got it on the bus and tried to wedge it and himself near the second door. There was a wheelchair passenger so he couldn't use that space. For the rest of the ride people had to squeeze by him.
He did not get out until Park Presidio.
I was surprised the driver even thought it was a good idea to let him on!
Lots of teenage girls camped out in front of the Fillmore starting on Monday. I walked by them on my way to work and thought, someday you will be like me, kids, so live it up now. I also thought, 'your moms really let you camp out down here for days? What, did you tell her you were at Susie's house or something?'
I found out this morning from the Chron that they were here to see some flash-in-the-pan German band.
I had a cake with me yesterday for a birthday at work. Trying to keep a cake level while riding MUNI is definitely a hassle. At one point, I tried to readjust the twine and the twine slipped off, and I sort of had to lunge for the poor cake. Ah well, it survived and tasted good.
Yet another strange item I have taken on MUNI (remember the cast iron pans? can't remember when that was but they definitely saw the city, that's for sure).
Today it was so foggy I thought my lenses were dirty, which they are, but it was actually just fog.
Listened to This American Life as we rode down a quiet, fogged-over Geary.
Weekend:
Saturday walking with M. in the Sunset, saw a car that looked as though it had been hit or had hit a nearby N Judah. The N looked okay, but was definitely not moving. The car looked a little crumpled, but the driver was outside, making cell phone calls.
Excellent bus luck on Sunday as I went downtown to meet JozJozJoz and Yoshi. My bus was right on time and dropped me off near the SFMOMA with plenty of time for a coffee and some Franny & Zooey.
Week so far:
A man got on the 38 the other day at Kearny, and it was taking a long time so I thought maybe he was having trouble securing his bike or something.
But no.
He was carrying a desk onto the bus.
Not a HUGE desk, but you know, a wooden desk with legs and a drawer and the whole thing. He got it on the bus and tried to wedge it and himself near the second door. There was a wheelchair passenger so he couldn't use that space. For the rest of the ride people had to squeeze by him.
He did not get out until Park Presidio.
I was surprised the driver even thought it was a good idea to let him on!
Lots of teenage girls camped out in front of the Fillmore starting on Monday. I walked by them on my way to work and thought, someday you will be like me, kids, so live it up now. I also thought, 'your moms really let you camp out down here for days? What, did you tell her you were at Susie's house or something?'
I found out this morning from the Chron that they were here to see some flash-in-the-pan German band.
I had a cake with me yesterday for a birthday at work. Trying to keep a cake level while riding MUNI is definitely a hassle. At one point, I tried to readjust the twine and the twine slipped off, and I sort of had to lunge for the poor cake. Ah well, it survived and tasted good.
Yet another strange item I have taken on MUNI (remember the cast iron pans? can't remember when that was but they definitely saw the city, that's for sure).
Today it was so foggy I thought my lenses were dirty, which they are, but it was actually just fog.
Listened to This American Life as we rode down a quiet, fogged-over Geary.
posted by Rachel at 11:30 AM
4 Comments:
The kids were lined up to see Tokio Hotel, who are, just as you say, a flash in the pan German band. Did you see Aidin Vaziri's review in the Chron? Priceless:
"The best way to describe the glam-metal-emo-pop-tween group is like the Jonas Brothers for girls who prefer chipped black nail polish and fishnet stockings to unicorn puffy stickers and purity rings."
I DID see his article... Aidin is wicked, love it.
Those kids were seriously into it... They had posterboard signs taped up on the post office wall and everything.
Regarding the guy with the desk .. I've recently, like within the last 3 weeks, seen a guy in the Panhandle park a few times sitting at a desk, with a stool and everything. He appears to be studying. Maybe the same guy?
THAT IS AWESOME, KATE!
I think my guy was a student, but who knows?
Good catch on the panhandle studier... Only in SF...
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