4-25-2011 Bus 358 northbound

After seein that one of our alumni, Snowsuit Steve is still hobbling away on his corner, I am grinding my way north on the beloved 358, the crowd this afternoon looks as if they have been bitten and are in early stages of zombie gestation although it appears no double taps will be needed this time, evening commuters should be on alert for rampant acts of indeceny and the variable bus-shitter. And as we pass the Mekong Palace I witness several street dregs running out after obviously not paying. Typical of the greater Horora highway 99 corridor.

And I'm glad to know I look like an information center

So I'm down in ballard and a couple of sisters come walking up asking If I new where the plasma center is, as its doubtfull there blood would pass muster I proceed to point in the directton and tell em its about 15miles that way, and then it comes, do you got some change for the bus? I'm like,how you get here? Go bum some change from someone else please. They started callin me an asshole so I just laughed at them, then the stupid ho's got to steppin

Dirkistani Alert

And off course I end up with a obvious believer sitting behind me, and the splattering of dirka dirka dirka being screamed into his phone sounds like a bad case of the whiskey trots hitting the bowl. Someone needs to call ICE.

Methadoner Alert

A heavy load of methadoners are boarding at the shoreline clinic, its sounds like the christmas season is approaching as their singing away in a tooth grinding jeer. Fortunatly they crowded into the back of the bus so their reveling is like the distant echo of doggs romping in the countryside...

A bum and his dogg

And the smell just took a turn towards mangy mutt as two drunk indian broads and there man and a wet mutt just boarded...

Bus 358.. southbound...

With several pleas for change, I just need a couple of quarters, I board bus#358 to be assaulted by the incessant order of bum urine and vomit-a reminder to the commuter to stay current on their shots and vitamin regimen. And we have a party of tweekers and a loud mouth guy decked out in 10 year old nascar gear, and he's giving us a lecture on world politics, why gas prices are high and what the boeing corporation should do... a piece of work we got here. Now he's going on about how he worked for the Obama campaign and cigarette prices will be coming down by summers end.And let's see what the shoreline freddys stop brings.

Horora Transit Center, 10:28 AM

"Ya got a smoke dude" are the words the 1st transient of this new spring season utters as I pass by on my way to catch bus 358, I give him a glare and say negative. The poor bastard walks off to accost the next taxpayer...

A message from the Poolil

For the past six months I have been driving delivery for Speaker City, but as I have been layed off due to lack of work, the blogging must go on... As spring is here I anticipate the local crew of deviants and general bridge scum will be out in force as we approach summer. I board my local bus 131 to see the 1st crackhead of this tour of duty gyrating in a frenzy of kick tremors, heMll most likely be jacking something as soon as oppurtunity pesents itself. And were coming up upon the trusty horora transit center, a hive of transient scum and blown out prostittutes that makes Mos Eisely space port look like club-med.