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Counting Exercises
While zipping by the stacked cars in traffic on the Express Bus, I’ll do three counting exercises, peering into the windows or at the front of the cars, to help pass the time. Continue reading ‘Counting Exercises’
Da-do-ron-ron
I ride the bus in Rochester, and have for several years. The bus culture is very diverse: You have your Mayo Clinic doctors and staffers going between Park ‘n’ Ride and clinic buildings; you have lots of ethnicity because Rochester prides itself in its diversity. Continue reading ‘Da-do-ron-ron’
Someone let the ninja out
There was a clear black, it was a clear white moon… no this is not Warren G’s song…its was just another day of my work. And of cource I was at my bus stop, waiting for my lift off. And there it came, bus number 50, crowdy and filthy as always. It pick me up and there I was watching through window as always, thinking this is just one more day passed …when it happened! Continue reading ‘Someone let the ninja out’
Suburban bus raid
Police raided my suburbian bus one morning. I used to ride the 766 in from Noble Park and Ride in Brooklyn Park. Everyday I would notice the same upper-middle class bus riders. One morning there was a man in the back corner of the stretch bus that I had never seen before. Continue reading ‘Suburban bus raid’
