Muni SF Marathon FAIL
Jessie sent us this justifiably confused email:
Um….wasn’t the 53 discontinued a few months ago? Way to go, Muni!
Maybe SFMTA is recycling from past years? No, the date is right. Unless this sign is from … ah, screw it.
Category: Funny: Muni LOLs
Creative descriptions of eau de Muni
Photo by juicyrai
Here are some of the better Muni smell descriptions we’ve seen in the last month or so:
@holyempressqb: “shoutout 2 whoever that is that smells like febreeze on muni right now” on June 15.
@kkblabs: “This woman on the1 rly needs 2close her pits!! Smells like my hot yoga studio but filled w hippies+Mexi food+used diapers! :-x” on June 16.
@nikilips: “The 22 smells like chocolate raspberry deliciousness. Mmm mmm muni.” on June 16.
@NillaBeans: “Pro: 38 Limited arrived quickly. Con: It smells like a woodburning stove. The mysteries of Muni will never cease to amaze me.” on June 24.
@coreyr: “my son upon stepping onto a muni metro train thick with the smell of marijuana: dad, it smells like stinky blueberries.” on June 27.
@cwbayarea: “Public transportation is not going my way today. This muni smells like rotten hot dogs…” on June 24.
So, now that we’ve brought it up, (I’m totally gonna regret asking, but …) what does Muni smell like to you right now?
A better way to transfer between Muni and BART
See? We eliminate two flights of stairs and save up to 5 minutes or so.
So what’s the rub, why didn’t they build the station like this in the first place?
It seems there simply isn’t enough room to have all the extra faregates and ticket machines we’d need on the station platforms. Or at least, it USED to be that way.
But now that we have Clipper, couldn’t we make do with less? All you’d have to do is exit Muni and tag on to Bart. Or in the other direction, tag off Bart and on to Muni.
Muni trains already have Clipper machines inside the train, and it’s a proof-of-payment system, so gates aren’t really needed. Bart could just have a couple faregates at the platform level. It wouldn’t have to take up too much space.
Wethinks this should be on a list of shovel-ready, high-priority stimulus jobs. You listening, Mr. Prez?
Above ossum grafik by Mr Eric Sir.
Photo diary: Muni — the next generation
Photo by peephole
Peephole‘s caption on Flickr reads:
Just walk and maybe pretend you have a bus or streetcar to get you there. Chinese New Year Parade, San Francisco.
Video diary: ‘So determined to sit in that goddam seat’
Here’s another video shot at last week’s opening of Outbound at Secession Art and Design. Tracy told us about a Muni ride early in his SF tenure. In a borrowed tuxedo, he witnessed what can happen when two women argue over who gets the one open seat on the bus. And what the rest of us do when that happens, sadly.
Other video diaries from the Outbound opening:
– Mary: The boombox vs. The New Yorker
– Zore: What Happens When a Chicagoan Gets on Muni
‘Poker Face’ Sing-Along on F-Market
Photo by Flickr user The Holy Hand Granade
“And baby when it’s love, if it’s not rough, it isn’t fun.” We flippin’ love it when random strangers start singing together on Muni.
This funny experience happened to me and a group of friends on the eve of Valentine’s Day. We were on the F Market streetcar at Fisherman’s Wharf and the streetcar was very crowded. My friends were from the East Bay and have never experienced Muni life, but this streetcar ride made it very interesting.
A man in the back of the train was very loud and kept saying random things, like “KEEP YOUR BAGS AND WALLETS CLOSE TO YOU.” I thought, “Oh God, not one of these rides again.” But my friends were actually having a good time, enjoying his loudness.
The train was moving slowly out of the Wharf area and the man in the back of the streetcar started singing parts of a song. Well, he was combining two of Lady Gaga’s songs, “Bad Romance” and “Poker Face,” and it was only a small section of the songs. My friends and I couldn’t stop laughing, nor could the other passengers.
Suddenly, my friends started singing “Poker Face” from the beginning. I joined in and then more passengers joined our choir group. The song ended when the man in the back totally killed the song by singing that small section out loud and off-key. Things were going pretty okay until the man walked over to the front of the streetcar. By now he was being really loud, announcing that “I believe in Satan” and started to get closer to me.
My friends seemed a little freaked out, but soon it was our stop, and we got out of that streetcar quick. This was an experience that we would never forget.
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