At least it didn’t have syrup
Today while waiting for the bus at 6:15 am, sitting on the bench with one other guy, a truck drove by with a bunch of loud younger guys and they threw a pancake at me. It hit me in the leg. Continue reading ‘At least it didn’t have syrup’
Out of the wheelchair
Have you ever seen those folks on the bus whom, no matter how many people are standing up, still decide to take up another seat with their bag, newspaper or themself? Well, as bad as that can be- this sighting was even worse and much more baffling to me. Continue reading ‘Out of the wheelchair’
Pajamas and a bath robe
In the early ’80s I had a night route on the 21. Once, at about 11PM, the bus was westbound approaching Lake and 36th. There was a bright moon, making everything stand out in sharp relief. The night was warm for January and there had been a good deal of snow that winter, which was now piled along the curb by repeated plowing of the streets. Continue reading ‘Pajamas and a bath robe’
Really nice arc
On the way home from work tonight, we drove past a bus stop across the street from the metrodome, on 6th st. This guy was slumped over on the bench like he was about to pass out, except that he had his (thing) out and was pissing all over the bench, he had a pretty good stream going too, really nice arc.
