Fell in love today.
With a bus.
Yes, that's right. A huge, goddamned piano on the side of a Metro bus. Who could ask for more? I wanted to ride that bus so bad, SO BAD. But then I wouldn't have made it to work - and God knows what else could have happened.
Isn't it strange how once you notice something peculiar for the first time, it seems to become more noticable thereafter? That happened to me. . . I saw a UPS truck backing up, and simutaneously hokcing its horn. Weird, right? Then, I got on my bus later that day (yesterday), and the bus driver did it, too! What's up with that?
I'm stealing the idea from the lovely NullandVoid to bring you my last.fm list. . .
Also. . . Where did they get the jay in jaywalking? ...
Who is John Galt?
With a bus.
Yes, that's right. A huge, goddamned piano on the side of a Metro bus. Who could ask for more? I wanted to ride that bus so bad, SO BAD. But then I wouldn't have made it to work - and God knows what else could have happened.
Isn't it strange how once you notice something peculiar for the first time, it seems to become more noticable thereafter? That happened to me. . . I saw a UPS truck backing up, and simutaneously hokcing its horn. Weird, right? Then, I got on my bus later that day (yesterday), and the bus driver did it, too! What's up with that?
I'm stealing the idea from the lovely NullandVoid to bring you my last.fm list. . .
Also. . . Where did they get the jay in jaywalking? ...
Who is John Galt?
nullandvoid:
bah! I used to put that at the end of letters.. "Who is John Galt" and no one understood it! Damn them!