adventures in public transit Category
I’m listening to a freight train in the background as I type this and I just heard my dad clear his throat in the next room. I am in the new master bedroom above the new garage. It is bigger than most of my past apartments and far more comfortable. It is the house my dad […]
This morning to the collective surprise, delight and concern of my train car, a little finch dropped down from the an upper ledge clinging on to the air vent that runs just below the windows. He stopped for a little bit by the man two seats in front of me and then started hopping down […]
Today was the first day in 2013 that had a summer feel to how the day unfolded to it. Towards the end we took the #8 bus home at Grand street. It was a familiar in the demographics. Some club looking kids got off near Redno5. UIC kids piled on at the blue line stop […]
060012_cta_inconvienence, a photo by vaughnda johnson on Flickr. This is my interpretation of the loudspeaker message that the brown and red line riders across from me had a puzzle through. It was like seeing bumper-to-bumper on the other side of the highway – a heady mixture of survivor guilt & glee.
071212_heatwave_runner, a photo by vaughnda johnson on Flickr. I left out man in my missive….middle age dorky asian man, I don’t usually correct my omissions/misspellings/grammar faux pas, but that one is important to point out.
Lately when I see a woman in a headscarf, I think about how the weather is or isn’t compatible with this look. Some ladies really do a great job though. I guess if you do something every day and you’ve lived in this sort of climate, you figure out how to own it and they […]
Today at the Uptown redline stop I passed by an old lady in an obvious wig with a sock cap over it pulling up her shopping cart. As I climbed the stairs the disturbing sound of the card vending machine alarm surrounded me. It really reinforces the depressing nature that so often characterizes that train […]
Surprisingly the people have not kicked out the pigeons yet. They’re even roosting on the advertising. You’ll just have to trust or ride the L to Randolph and Washington. Or buy me an awesome camera phone and pay for it’s plan. I mean, you have options.
Coming home from my long cta driven errand morning I sat across from 2 old Chinese men. I fell in love with them a little bit. Aside from my delight in funky old people, it was just nice to get a change in demographics of the post Xmas holiday shoppers and tourists. The man on […]