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Get those animals off those horses
03.30.10 | Permalink | Comment?

I was at the bus stop on the northeast corner of the Bank of America building during this, but didn’t see this: The protest left some damage in its wake, police said, with windows broken at the Bank of America building on Southwest Fifth Avenue. I was at Fifth and Salmon; maybe the windows were [...]
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Darwin on the bus
12.07.08 | Permalink | Comment?

In the recent past I have joined a couple of social networking sites, one at the invitation of my sister, the other at the urging of my wife. I’ve found it surprising how easy and pressure-free it is to reconnect with old friends. Some of them have gone on to impressive things, including one who [...]
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This is why I avoid the bus during non-commute hours
08.18.08 | Permalink | Comment?

Saturday late afternoon, boarding the line 15 bus at 34th and Belmont. I hear a woman ahead of me snarl at the bus driver, “Can you explain why you’re over an hour late?” The driver looks bewildered, says he is right on time. I follow this unpleasant woman down the aisle, giving the back of her [...]
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Demographic Tension
03.05.08 | Permalink | 1 Comment

There were a couple of loud-talkers on the bus ride home this evening. Just before Loud-talker One disembarked around 26th & Belmont, he mentioned to his interlocutor that he owned a house nearby. Loud-talker Two babbled loudly about what a great neighborhood that was (true). Number One replied (loudly), “Yeah, but gay as fuck.”
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Not part of the normal commuter mix
02.29.08 | Permalink | 2 Comments

Overheard on the bus home from work yesterday evening: “Yo, so it’s just Mexicans you hang out with?” “mumble mumble mumble.” “Well, if it’s so unfortunate, whyn’t you quit?” Plus snippets of information about “when I was in prison” and various X3 gang signs duly noted in someone else’s house.