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Inner Peace

Once i got onto the bus, i pulled out my book on spiritual awakening and inner peace, having a read, writing down some quotes and thinking about the meaning. Jotting down ideas and thoughts about life, although, i dropped my pen at one point and it flew across the bus, nice one.  An oldish man […]

Four Calls

I thought I would spare my friend the hassle of coming all the way to pick me up in Minneapolis, so I just bussed over to St. Paul with the help of the 21. This was my first experience taking this route, and boy, was it a good one.

I Drove the Getaway Bus

I was driving an eastbound 21. A man boarded at Marshall and Cretin, carrying a loaded pillow-case (not unusual – there’s a laudromat up the street). He just walked past the farebox; after a block or two I asked for his fare. “I showed you my pass” he said. I asked to see it again, […]

I Want My Metro Transit

“Twenty dollars,” the man scoffed with a thick accent, “in Columbia we slit your throat for twenty dollars.” It was a balmy Saturday night into Sunday morning, 1998, and the unfortunate gentleman had just fallen victim to a group of young bus hustlers.

A lovely message from Osama

Whilst riding the glamorous number 16 as a freshmen at the U, I had an ‘interesting’ encounter with some fellows right around Wiley Hall. Keep in mind that this was on a Friday evening, around 6 o’clock. Several gentlemen began talking extremely loudly about “popping a cap in his” etc… Upon hearing this, the driver […]

The Meanest Bastard

I hopped on the bus on the east side of St. Paul, heading home from a Metro State night-class at around 9:30 pm. immediately as I paid my fare I noticed a weird and definitely bad vibe. The driver, an older white guy looked seriously pissed, and I soon learned why. A drunk (and/or cracked-out) […]


So I’m coming back from the downtown YWCA and this drunk stinker was sitting up at the front of the bus making a gun with his fingers and pointing it at people’s heads going “PKEW”!

Adam’s Apples & RuPaul-esque Voices

June 13, 2007…after I left the YWCA, I got on a 17 bus to head to my next destination. A few blocks outside of downtown, two rather tall african american women in extremely short skirts boarded the bus and did not pay their fare. From the adam’s apples and RuPaul-esque voices, I determined that they […]

Don’t be so shy

I have been riding the bus since I was 13. I’m 19 now, and the buses were weird then, and are still weird now. But seeing as it’s my main way of transportation, I try to keep my headphones on, and avoid eye contact as much as possible.

It’s just a movie

I was heading home from work today, and just so happened to get on a bus driven by my friend Valerie (we went through training together and always chat when we get the chance). She told me that earlier in the evening she had pulled up to a stop on East Lake and seen a […]