Monday PM

A rather motley assortment of folks on the bus this evening including
a slightly crazy looking gentleman who appears to be testing each seat
to measure its comfort and view. None has proved satisfactory thus
far. As long as he isn't sitting in peoples laps during this exercise.
Apparently its hats and visors day - nearly every person that boards
the bus at kearny is wearing one. I wonder where they are coming from.
Presumably not a baseball game.

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Wednesday AM

Dear captain halitosis, I would really appreciate it if you could not
lurk right behind me blowing your rancid breath all over my very clean
hair. Thank you.

A girl is curling her eyelashes which I find to be a very daring
proceedure since the bus driver seems hell bent on playing human
bowling pins with the passengers today. A master of 4 inch high heels
even I have nearly toppled to an ankle rolling or knee dislocation
during this ride. Apparently there was a sale of rotton cabbage on
stockton today. Even after the bus has enptied of pink bags the odor
permeates the bus. The weather has taken a turn for the sun in recent
days which means its open season on black designer sunglasses.

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Monday PM

Apparently its educate your kid while spending quality time with you
on the bus day today. Plaid shirt dad is teaching his squirming
daughter some oragami with large sheets of pink paper. A couple of
tourists are looking cold in flipflops and shorts and the token $10
san francisco sweatshirts. There is an abundance of animal print and
chicken mcnugget smells on the bus this evening. I have no idea if
these are independent of each other. Buses must be running with some
measure of efficiency this evening as they are full but not crowded
and the back door is closing with ease. Someone is toting a giant cake
that likely has buttercream icing. It taunts me. Travel down stockton
is impeded by the crowds that are forced into the streets as vendors
hose down their sidewalks, removing bits of fruit and raw meat and
spittle debris. Animal print handbags are lined up on front seats- no
more mcnugget smell disproving any hypothesized correlation.

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Monday AM update

Crazy anxious guy with a wheeled cart that he somehow fit on the
overcrowded bus is having a nervous breakdown since the mystery of the
back door and how it opens is proving too much.

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Monsay AM

Captain camoflouge keeps stepping on my ties. I don't understand the
use of wearing camo in an urban environment- surely there is a better
color combination than orange and black to blend. Angry crazy chinese
guy and guy just trying to get to work have an exchange of
pleasantries. I am not sure what prompted this but the result is
variations on "fuck you" , threats of a beating, and a suggestion that
if the chinese guy really wants to fuck mr business man that bad he
should go try his luck in the castro. Fair enough. In the front of the
bus I thought talking out loud guy was just reading his newspaper
either into his phone or at a high volume rapid clipped pace for
reasons unknown. An improved viewpoint shows that he is in fact
reading a book to his very young son. The kid looks completely
confused though I'm not sure if its because his dad is talking way too
fast to be comprehended or he is in shock and awe of the millions of
pink bags that keep hitting him. Business guy is suddenly proving
himself less reasonable than previously thought as he is making snide
comments in earshot of crazy angry chinese guy. I really hope he
doesn't get stabbed in a most unpleasant way getting off the bus.

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