Posts Tagged smile
Blazing blue sparkles and an intricate braided hairstyle
If it were not for her saying “Hey Driver!” like the cutest kid could, I would not be writing about how much she made me smile….and how her mother led me to question my faith in humanity.
Words of wisdom
This morning I got on the 6 going downtown. The bus was slightly more crowded than usual, and I was standing for a little while. When we hit Loring Park, the bus was (obviously) more full, with more glum-looking commuters in the aisle.
When Irish Eyes are Smiling
Last night I was riding the #2 bus from Franklin and Chicago to the end of the line on Hennepin. I took a seat in the middle of the bus, but as most of the passengers got off at Nicollet, that left only a few of us between Nicollet and Lyndale and I could sort [...]
