You dropped your chapstick
My wife used to live in highland and so occasionally I’d end up taking the 134 into downtown with her in the morning. The 134 is probably the nicest bus I’ve ever ridden. It’s very clean and very quiet and people only really seem to talk to you if you want to talk. Or if it is something short and polite. Continue reading ‘You dropped your chapstick’
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.
observations/thoughts/memories
This is from an email I sent right before I moved away from St. Paul. I took the bus for four years…and it was, well, quite a trip! Continue reading ‘observations/thoughts/memories’
A Cardboard Box
I was taking the 64 home from downtown St Paul a few years ago. It was a cool, but beautiful, spring day. The sun was shining, but it was still cool enough to require a jacket. I had transferred from the 94 at Cedar, and a few blocks later a gentleman boarded the bus, clearly intoxicated, and carrying a cardboard box. Continue reading ‘A Cardboard Box’
