Crazy People

On the140, sitting across from a man with a big beard and very long hair. Some scary-looking dude with a leather jacket, leather cowboy hat, and sunglasses is sitting behind him. The bus is old and sqeaky. It seems to be working very hard to keep going. Big crazy afro just got on! Along with old man and stinky man. A Wendy's employee sat down next to me. She just had three phone converstions-- in English-- and I did not understand a word of it. There seems to be a cricket on the bus now. He's conversing with the bus through a series of sqeaks. Wendy's gal got off. Her place was taken by a... Guy? Yes, I think so. His shirt is very sparkly.
My dad picked me up at the bus stop! Two less buses for me today!

Today

141 today. The speaker is on the bus, and it keeps saying the bus is approaching a whole bunch of streets that we're not even close to. I've never even heard of some of them, and one intersection it named isn't even on this routte. Some weirdo from out of town really doesn't know how the bus system works. You pull the cord to request a stop. You don't yell at the driver, "Yo, this the best place to ger coffee? Okay, let me off at the next stop!"
Oh, someone farted! Eeew, that's nasty. It's seeping throughout the entire bus! Dang, that's toxic. Seriously time to get off.

Rainy Day

At the bus stop. In the rain. Obviously, I've had better days. Okay, on the bus now, next to a purple-yellow-and-brown mohawk. Two cell phone addicts in wheelchairs are sitting at the front of the bus.
off the 766 and waiting for the 140. In the rain. For another 24 minutes. I have now been joined by a super gross make-out couple with matching lip rings.
Now I am on the 140 and the girls with the drawn-on eyebrows are here again, but today, one looks sulky and the other confused. Do they pick these moods out in the morning when they're drawing them on, or does it just turn out that way? Some really good-looking guy just sat down next to me. This could definitely be a worse day on the 140.
The guy across from me is sleeping with his elbow on the back of the seat and his head balanced carefully on his hand. Wonder what will happen when he slips...
Ah, he woke up. That's no fun.

To School This Morning

Dullest ride ever so far. There are six people on the bus: an old man, an old woman, a gal with red hair, the drivee, my sister and me. Two more people just got on, a guy that looks like he shouldbe carrying a fishing pole, and a guy holding a big pink plastic cup full of something. All male passengers at the moment are wearing plaid. Hey, the old man has a Scooby-Doo backpack!
Ah, now there's some people! We're almost halfway full now. Okay, just stoped at the busiest intersection and only ten people got on. Usually it's between 15 and 50. And several people got off. Where is everyone today?

On the 766. Some gal with a horribly bright pink patterned shirt and a big sun hat just got on. And I am sitting across form the loudest gum chewer I have ever heard. He's chewing in time with the blinker in the bus. It reminds me of my friends who are in marching band. A gal up front has been filing her nails at an incredible speed for several minutes now. She will surely run out of nail soon. This guy all the way in the back is yawning every time I look back. Maybe his face is just stuck like that. Approaching the busiest intersection... Wow, that's a lot of people. And a dog. Just like that, the bus is packed.

On the 766 heading toward the 140 to go to the other campus. I'm sitting across from this guy with really creepy tattoos on his face. He has red, green and yellow tears and his mouth "sewn shut" among the tattoos of stitching, he also has a lip ring.
Now at the busiest intersection in town, waiting for the next bus. There is sock on the bround, next tothe bench.
I am on the 140, listening to the guy behind me rap slowly. He thinks he's cool. The guy in stripey baggy shorts across from me smells super bad. Okay, I think he just read my mind, cause he moved to the seat next to me. Ew. A guy with a Budweiser cap just pulled his bike in. I did not know that was allowed.
Several of the guys back by me are all talking to each other a lot, but I would never repeat most of thr words they're saying. Two girls with drawn-on eyebrows just got on. One looks permenantly angry, and the other permenantly surprised. Stinky guy got off. I will be getting off soon too...

Weirdness

On the 140 heading home from interning. I'm on a mostly empty bus, but it'll fill up fast. Guy with super long nails is sitting next to me, and two friends with matching red shirts just got on. Two girls in matching hoodies are now sitting next to me. The themes on the bus are very amusing sometimes. Off the 140, waiting for the 8. I sat down on the bench next to a gal with a lip piercing and way too much lip gloss. She all of a sudden bursts out laughing-- loud hysterical laughter-- then she told me "I just remembered something funny. I work at Goodwill and every time I wanna buy something, by the end of my shift it's gone. I'm not allowed to hide it cause they got cameras." She laughed about every five words.
Now I'm on the bus next to some really stinky people, and a girl with neon pink hair, a yellow crocheted headband, and a huge nosering. The bus just ran over something. I have no idea what it was, but it was really loud. Found out what it was! The bikerack sign on the front of the bus... Well that's where it used to be, anyway.
Hundred-year-old lady with a rainbow gardening hat and green pants and vest just got on, and Pink Hair back here is throwing a tantrum. She just made this squealy noise and said, "sorry, I squeal often."

Apologies

Sorry there have been so few stories this week. Getting sick and running late have worked together to minimalize my bus trips this week. But be prepared for more bus adventures next week!

The Usual

Guess where I am at? No, I'm not in a limousine. No, I'm not in a convertable corvette. I am on the 766, off to school. Why is it that you're IN a car, but ON the bus?
Somebody on here seriously smells like popcorn. Old stale popcorn.
Heading home now. Nothing exciting happened on the way to school. I am sitting next to someone who has Schizophrenia. Not making fun, he honestly does. He just keeps talking and talking about everything from the US treasury building on the ten dollar bill be is waving around, to the Chinese restaurant on Mulberry Street.
There sure are a lot of weird people here...

Finally got a new yearly bus pass! I spent six dollars this week on daily buspasses. Isn't that terrible?
On the 141, heading to the place where I intern. The 140 is better, because it goes farther, but I was too lazy to leave earlier. The guy in front of me has a shirt that says "re-new re-cycle re-discover. It all starts with re-Goodwill." Re-Goodwill?

Chicago Bus

This is short, but it's too funny not to post. My friend who lives in Chicago had this as her status today:
"A stripper named Winter told me on the bus that she liked my swagger."

WARNING! MAY CONTAIN GROSS CONTENT

As I sit at the downtown bua stop, I can't help but wonder, "WHY does it smell like cow poop?" I am in a city after all, but there's no mistaking that fragrance.
A girl next to me just asked another girl, "you were in his bed, right? ...NO not like that!"
A very tall very skinny guy next to me hasa rabit foot hanging off his cell phone. DUDE! IT'S MICHAEL JACKSON/ RALPH MACCHIO AGAIN! Twice in one day. Goodness. Bus is coming, and good thing too, cause there's about 50 people at the stop now.
On the bus now, and blogging while standing. Screaming baby on the right. Turtle shell backpack on the right. The gal turtle shell backpack is in front of said, "'scuse your shell."
We all just shuffled around a bit, and now I'm next to a boring accountant. Of all the crazy people, I ended up next to Mr. "everyone needs accounting."
Yes! Finally got a seat... next to a guy who smells like a fart. Ah, well, it could be worse. Sometimes, when it's really busy during the summer, the people standing and holding on to the rod will drip armpit sweat on the people sitting.
Stinky guy got off.
Next stop is mine. Good.

Celebrity Look-Alikes

On the bus, sitting in front of Michael Jackson/ Ralph Macchio. He thinks he's pretty cool.
Some gal who is a Naval cadet, according to a badge on her shirt, is in front of me she has her pants pulled up so high that they appear to be too short. She is carrying a purse with a marijuana pattern on it. Weird.
Okay AnnaSophia Robb just got om the bus. It must be Ride the Bus Day for celebrity look-alikes.

Just Another Day

Just got on the 766 with about 30 other people. Nothing too nutty going on yet...
A guy with a longish beard and a huge leather man purse just sat down next to me. New people piling in, but a whole lot more piling out. Now it's sort of empty. why aren't any of these people doing anything blog worthy?
Two kids with bad haircuts just got on they both have monster drinks. Those are so bad for you. And now that they're close to me, I'm realizing that they also smell funny.
At the bus stop now, watching this dude feed a pigeon his chip crumbs. The pigeon is enjoying the little ones, but having a lot of trouble with the bigger ones. They just won't fit in his beak and he can't break them.
On bus 8 now and it's the fullest I've ever seen. There's some wacko opposite me. He keeps raising his arms and lowering them slowly, like some drunk form of yoga.
Getting off soon...

Silver

So, my darn bus pass expired! I had to pay two dollars for a day pass. I am sitting across from a gal with incredibly sparkly silver shoes. Don't know why she's on the bus; she could just click her heels together and get home.
I think the guy who just sar down next to Dorothy is a little loopy. He's seriously bobbing his head to the music on his headphones and pretending to dump out his waterbottle, but the lid is on. Bus is filling up fast. Some punk next to me is obviously trying very hard to grow a mustache, but all he has is some yucky-looking fuzz. A girl with a shirt covered in silver spangles just sat down next to Dorothy. How did I not get the message that the 766 theme today is silver sparkles?

Waiting for the bus next to an old Chinese couple who has a lot to say. On my other side is a guy drawing a person who is about to die, I think. But I'm not going to ask, beacuse my sister who's an artist says to NEVER guess what someone is drawing. There's also a guy who's carrying around a gallon of water.
Crowded again. I just hit a guy in the face with my backpack. The guy next to me is putting on black gloves. No idea why. The guy across the aisle is silently rocking out to his iPod. Air conditioner smells bad. Like the bus is about to overheat. The guy in front of me keeps on talking to me. Wish he'd stop, so I could blog about the guy in the plaid beret. Or the man with the Merlin-sized beard.
Okay, they guy in front of me finally said something blogable, "They feed me at work." So I said "that's good." And he said, "that's not just good, man, you can't beat that! You can't beat that with a stick!"

Calmer Than Yesterday

Let's hope we don't break down again today...
A very large man in a green shirt is talking loudly to strangers. We wants them to join his Cricket plan so they can get a discount. A stinky guy is standing right in front of me. Why do people stand when there are tons of empty seats? Large green man got off. His seat is taken by some kid who looks 13, but he has an I D for the university. He must be older than he looks. A girl a few seats down is whispering to herself. Hey, she moved! It's like she knew I was watching her.

Mohawks and Breakdowns

I am on the 766 with my mom today. She likes to sit up front, so I guess I will be bloggeing about a different bunch of people today. This dude just got on that has a six inch long mohawk and some lip piercings. He thinks he's pretty cool. Bus just turned off completely. Driver's trying to get it going. Bus is jerking a bit. Not good. Okay, it's running again. Let's hope it moves.
.....there we go. Hooray! But we are now running very late. Less study time at the computer lab for me.
We are sure full today. Every seat is filled. I really wish the driver would step on the gas a bit.
Just moved to the back in the hopes of finding someone to spy on. But everyone is being ridiculously quiet. It's kinda bizarre.
Ah, there we go! Guy with a mohawk with tentacles just got on. Along with about 15 other people. I thought it was full before, but now, it's overflowing!
Just when I thought we couldn't be any later, the bus breaks down. So everyone from our very full 766 piled into a very full 777. I am sandwiched right now. My elbow is rubbing on a strange man sitting next to me. Okay, new strange man sitting next to me. I'm feeling a bit claustrophobic. The gal next to me just said, "you got good swagga, dude. You could pass for one." Pass as what? I have no idea.

Fantasy... and Reality

Today, on the bus, Vivaldi played on overhead speakers. I sat next to a blue-eyed young man wearing a suit. He smelled really good....
Oh, no, wait, that's not what happened.
I was across from a super hung over couple. The guy had a lazy eye that was kina creepy. Next to me, there was a guy who said, "I just smoke my weed and drink my beer and that's it!"
The glass wall next to the back door was loose and it rattled around so loud, I thought my eardrums would shatter.
But now I'm at the bus stop, waiting for bus 8, which is taking its time.
On now. This bus is not filled with the most pleasant-smelling people in the world. Sometimes I wish I could roll the window down while sitting on the bus.
My stop is coming up. Fresh air on the way!

Bus Sleeper

I am soooo not late for the bus today!
Bus is filling up quickly as we rumble down central. We're now approaching the busiest stop...
There is a very large amount of old people getting on. Out of the 26 people that are now on the bus, 10 are super old and gray.
This guy with a mustache a few seats down is very asleep. Everytime we go over a bump, his head just lolls around. I don't know how anyone can fall asleep on the bus with how bumpy and loud it is...

My Mother and Sister's Latest Bus Trip

This is a conversation between two guys that were, as my sister said, "high as a kite." My mom and sister heard the conversation as they were waiting at the bus stop. They both said that the two guys were VERY loud.

"Me and him, we're going to Oregon."

"Zat the HoHo's special? You eatin' the HoHo's special? I had HoHo's every day for three years!"

"I'm so messed up. Because I took so many pills. I really wanna take more pills, but I took them all. I like to take them all at the same time. Because... my heart is broken, and my soul is hurting." (Said with a huge grin.)

It was not raining at all, yet one of them still said, "It hasn't rained like this in this town for a looooong time. That's why we're going to Oregon!"

Wonder how far they got....

Very. Full. Bus. There's all kind of crazies, and I'm not talking about me. This girl is cracking up at anything anyone else on the bus says. There's a guy with long nails talking about how he's inventing ice cream filled twinkies. Oh, okay, now the girl mentioned earlier and her girlfriend are fighting with twinkie guy. They think he's eavesdropping in on their conversation. They're practically screaming and they're right next to him, so it would be hard not to listen.
Two nerds across from me are talking about fighting a giant rat. I'm assuming this is a virtual rat. WHOA! Bus driver just slammed on the breaks. And I mean slammed. I almost flew out of my seat.
Switched seats so I could watch some different people. The man across from me is using a pink cell phone. Hmmm...
I'm pretty sure Santa Claus just got on the bus. He's got the cherry nose and white hair and long beard going for him.
Now at the bus stop, waiting for bus 8.
On 8 now. Neon blue '80s pants at 9 o'clock. Giant eagle belt buckle at 12 o'clock. VERY saggy baggy pants at 2 o'clock. Getting off soon.

September 1

This is the day that, traditionally, the Hogwarts Express would leave from Platform 9 3/4 in the Harry Potter world. But I'm not that lucky. I'm on the 766 with my severely hairsprayed sister. She is mad at me for making her sit in the back with me, because it is freezing back here. When I say "back" I mean waaaay back. Thr 766 is like two buses connected. There's a circular thingamajig in the middle to help it turn corners. On this particular bus, every time it turns the circle goes, squeeeeek!
This morning, my sister and I seem to be the most interesting people on here though. We're very loud when we're togther. Everyone else is kind of sleeping with their eyes open.
Not a lot this morning. Maybe I'll have better luck this afternoon.