Santa can’t use the reindeer
The 17 is one of those curious bus lines that come out of downtown, mixing the suits, bums, students, uptowners, retail workers, and the unusually usual cast of the urban theater. On one particular afternoon I was heading back from the U and the 17 Southbound had just crossed the I-94 canyon. The riders were the typical mix of everything and everyone, it was relatively quiet, and everyone had the look of routine. Continue reading ‘Santa can’t use the reindeer’
Better than medieval lords
Last night I was waiting for the 50 by the armory, which was being used as a distribution point for the Salvation Army toy give away. Needy people were going in and coming out with big red bags full of toys. Continue reading ‘Better than medieval lords’
You don’t enjoy Christmas?
I was riding the #16 during the Christmas season a few years ago. If anyone knows anything about the 16, they know that there is an extremely diverse grouping of people. I was sitting towards the front of the bus and a Muslim lady was sitting in the seat in front of me. Directly in front of her was a lady, a 65 years old lady was sitting perpendicular towards her. There was obviously something very wrong with the older lady. She began to speak to the Muslim lady about Christmas. However, the Muslim woman could not speak very much English. This is how the conversation went: [warning: bad language] Continue reading ‘You don’t enjoy Christmas?’
