Bus Report #853

Does the man who smells like awful Axe body spray think I am always sick? I cough whenever I'm down wind of him waiting at the bus stop. I bet he thinks I've got a chronic cough.

Out front Safeway, in the bus stop, I saw Hy-Plains Beef guy, with his signature odd hair style and his thick hairnet stretched over the whole production. A knot of people waited for the 22, so I stepped into the street to get around them.

A coffee shop regular, Jeff, waved at me with his newspaper and said good morning. I smiled, said good morning back.

There's a new bus in town, starting in a few days - the 55 16th Street. Seems like it will ferry people from Mission Bay to 16th Street BART. Not sure how I feel about it, since the 22 and the 10 already cover a lot of Potrero and further into SOMA, etc., but we'll see.
I'm kind of longing for the 53 Southern Heights, though - despite its very different route and its death a few years ago.

Bus Report #852

Last night, at 16th and Church.

A man with bleached-blonde hair stood at the corner waiting for the light to change, hula hooping with a glow-in-the-dark hula hoop.
He was good.
The light changed and he dashed across the street to get on the bus.
He slid in to the seat beside me and balanced his hula hoop between his leg and the back of the seat in front of us.

This morning, as seen walking to work from the bus stop -
Half a studded belt discarded on a stone bench.