i’ve always loved watching the sparks off the third rail, especially when they light up the sides of buildings alongside the tracks. apparently i’m not the only one.
i’ve always loved watching the sparks off the third rail, especially when they light up the sides of buildings alongside the tracks. apparently i’m not the only one.
this morning’s commute: leave house at 0855 (aka “35 minutes before i have to be at work,” aka “slightly before normal time”). entertain fantasies about arriving early to work. hahaha, poor stupid niqui. arrive at el stop at about 0903. get cup of coffee from the dunkin’ donuts built into the division stop. walk down […]
dude. i ride the blue line to work every day. you really would think that i wouldn’t have to hear that the washington street red line subway stop is evidently closing for two years, starting next week from the CTA Tattler, but apparently i do. (i also fail to really see why it’s only the […]
I hate you and your mythical number two bus that never fails to lure me in with its convenient route-having ways and then completely fuck me over by FAILING TO SHOW UP.