When I got off the train today there was a homeless guy sitting at the top of the stairs with a can on the end of a fishing pole. He proclaimed as I walked by:

"Jar Jar Binks Sucks"

Awesome. I needed a laugh this morning.

I was sitting in the four square seats and the dude across from me got up. His pockets must have been saggy cuz there was a wallet on the seat as he went to leave.

So I stopped him, pointed and asked if it was his wallet. He took it and left. That would have sucked for him... and I hope it was his.

I was good this morning and took the train I should have to get to work a little early. I was all nice and comfy in the last seat in the car (after a weird indecisive staredown with the person coming from the other door).

Apparently, the gods of BART thought things were going too well. The train stopped and wouldn't get going again right outside MacArthur. The next train along was a Montgomery train, the one I usually take, but since I go past there anyway I opted for the SFO train 2 min behind it.

I'm thinking it's an early coffee day today.

A BART Moment of Zen

Take some time to smell the roses today.

It seems like every month or so there's a news van parked over here at Lafayette. I know last month they were filming the crosses on the hill for the war anniversery, and again when the little candlelight vigil was going on at 4k deaths.

Today though they seemed to be waiting for people to pull up to the little ' park and ride' spot near the first non permit lot. I saw them walk up to a car there and talk to the driver. I parked right next to their van, but they didn't seem interested in me.

Someone in here is eating fresh, hot, yummy smelling McDonalds fries.

That's just mean, I have an hour until I get home and I'm hungry :-(

I was walking with my BART buddy from work today. The steel drums guy is playing and some dude who looks like he's on crack is dancing right in the middle of the walkway.

As we're passing by, my friend stops to pick up a quarter that is in the dirt off to the side of the walkway. I personally wouldn't consider picking anything up off the ground in a BART station, short of that 20 dollar ticket I found on the ground once.

It was my own damn fault, but I really gotta tell this one.

I was on the Pittsburg train today and somewhere around the tunnel the TO saw a little boy about 8 hanging out with his dad in the lead car. He got on the loudspeaker and in a round about way invited him to come up to the cab.

After a little bit he let him beep the horn in the tunnel a few times and had him get on the speaker and announce the station name.

I know I've ridden this this TO's train before and I like him even more now. You rock, whoever you are, that made one little kid and one not so little kid's day

I guess the payment tally evened out at Lafayette yesterday. There was no piece of paper fluttering in the wind under my wiper blades when I got to my car. I'm gonna hang on to the receipt for a few days just in case I get something in the mail, but I guess paying and guesstimating the space (I was off by 4) was the right thing to do.

In other news, I got my EZRider in the card yesterday. Man, that was fast!

I was so happy to find a spot this morning, even though I had to ass wax a giant Escalade to get out of my car, that I completely forgot to check my stall number. I stared at the parking machine for at least 10 seconds, but no dice. I didn't want to miss my train, so I guessed based on where I parked yesterday. I took the receipt, hopefully it'll be close enough they'll accept it.

I signed up for the EZRider card today. I realized a few things that finally put me over the top to do it:

1. The glut of paper tickets in my bag has finally disappeared. I had leftovers from a few months where I traveled for several weeks but still got my benefit. Hopefully the card will arrive before I run out completely.

2. After the fare raise my benefit really only covers about half a month's commute, and the EZRider card only refills when it's depleted, so it doesn't matter if the balance stays on there for a few months before it refills.

I was sitting all comfy in my hard earned post-WC seat when the train got held up at Macarthur. We sat for a minute, and the next SF bound train pulls up. The expected few people get out to catch the other one. I'm never in a hurry to get to work so I decided to take my chances.