Is that a Clipper wand, or are you just happy to see me?
@joshchua has issued the following challenge:
this [see image above] is totally possible with a clipper card, amirite? CHALLENGE COMMENCE, FOLKS.
Okay, go!
Category: diaries
Best Place to Practice Meditation in SF is…Muni?
Photo by Ben Morrison, taken on Valencia Street
…those of us who meditate also know how hard it can be carrying that divine relaxation over into the rest of our lives…One super place to practice is on Muni, either while you’re waiting for that bus that feels like it will never come, or when you’re stuck in the tunnel for the umpteenth time. Since riding Muni can be such a stress-inducer, why not turn the situation around and make our city’s fine transportation system your stress-reducer?
Hmmm. Really? The writer sensibly suggests that you first make sure there are no lurkers or drunken passengers around you, then, “surround yourself in a bubble of divine white light, for protection…take a deep breath and let your tension sink into Mother Earth.”
I don’t know about that take a deep breath part, as I suspect that there are many smells you might not want to take in on the bus. Lastly, the writer suggests repeating some favorite mantras inside our heads. For this, I have many ideas:
- Everything is peaceful, no one is fighting about opening the window for some air. No one at all.
- The nice young ladies throwing ham at each other on the bus are celebrating the bounty of the season. Namaste.
- That is not a bull frog at my feet. There are no bull frogs on the bus.
Want more tips and details for meditating on Muni? Read the rest of the Examiner story.
Left Behind at the Muni Hair Show
Well, we could hardly beweave our eyes when we saw Brenden’s picture. I watched Chris Rock’s Good Hair last year so I know these hair units can be expensive. Somebody needs to hit up Kim “Don’t Be Tardy for the Party” Zolciak for some advice. Word is that the Atlanta Housewife knows how to keep her weave on her head.
Transit Love in Three Parts
We found this small lovely vignette of affection in our Muni Photos Flickr Pool. All together now…AWWW. (big photos below)
What did you see on the bus today? We want to know!
Photos by David Lytle
Compliments on the F
This conversation took place between a chatty transient and a business woman on the F line. The transient complimented the business woman on her leopard print shoes and asked if they were ‘real cat fur’. She said thank you and opened a magazine to avoid further conversation. But this did not deter him.
He then asked if she had breakfast and pulled out a slice of baloney cold-cuts to share with her. She politely declined. A few minutes of uneasy silence and some passenger chuckles went by before the guy opened his mouth again. He complimented the woman on her nice diamond ring. Normal compliment for a second. Then he followed up, “ You stole that, right?”
Fun times.
Saw something funny on your commute today? Share it here with your fellow riders.
Swishy River on the 49
Not every liquid on Muni is urine, but I always jump straight to that conclusion every time I see something like this on the bus. I’d argue that most of the time, it’s not urine, but I still think it is, anyway.
About the pic, though. I thought it was probably urine, especially given its proximity to the back corner of the bus. Then, I decided it wasn’t because I couldn’t smell it. Then, I smelled it and it was absolutely urine. Couldn’t be anything else.
But, the worst part, by far, was how it kept swishing back and forth (back and forth) as the bus started and stopped. It wasn’t a tidal wave or anything, but it definitely had momentum. So not only was this a urine trail, it was a moving urine trail. Boo.
I hopped off soon after my if/then/therefore thought process came to a close, but not before snapping this glorious photo. My foot’s there for scale.