Methadone Report

A large line has formed outside the meth clinic, when the doors open it will be christmas once again for this gaggle of truants n street bums

Monday Morning Edition, may 24th Bus 358

With a swarm of fruit flies hovering over the zombie team in front, I proceed to the back for cover as we begin the run south.

Just a moment ago in BALLARD, a special bum report from market street

As I walked out of Subway this bloated bum feller demanded money for food, I told him no sir, he started to bitch and moan about how I have money and eyeball my meatball marinara sub, so I had to lower the boom on this specific vagrant by saying " No 1.. you got enough fat on you to last fo a month or two, No 2.. and you got your money from me last time you lined up at the wellfare center for shit pieces so get the fuck out of my face you fat bastard before I feed you my boot!" As I took an aggresive posture readying myself for any dim-witted moves on this fucking idiots part. But no, the fucking guy senced the danger and wandered off bitching, then from acrossed the street he starts hollering about how he's gonna fuck me up and all this other shit. This whole incident was absolutely fucking hilarious to me, as most pud-wackers like him just want someone to feel sorry for them, and well.. I'm still here waiting for bus 75 that isn't showing up...

and arriving at the transit center

Well a uneventfull trip, all the meatheads must have been on earlier buses or are busy bathing in local lakes. Have a nice evening

Lordy Lordy

Up at the KFC, a couple of zombies appear from th back of the bus, fortunately it appears there just on the way to the liquor store, and they bolter off the bus without paying then start pawing at each other over one of there packs, enough of this as we continue on......

Passing through 105th

There is no sign of snowsuit Steve, with the balmy weather I'm sure he's sporting his free-balling osh-koshesl well check here at Crispy Creme... no Steve, just a dude with his pants all the way down taking a leak on Jack n Boxes shrubbery, just standard north seattle stuff.

Monday Evening, May 17th, northbound bus 358

Yikes, a hairy legged bulldyke just almost brushed my legs with her repunzeled booted sasquatch legs, that was a close call, the lord only knows what sort of critters are festering on the rather earthy looking lesbian. As I'm sitting in front today we will have front row seats to the show on this sweltering coach, already a dude with top gun aviators, donning a popeye shirt who was jamming YMCA's 'In the Navy' got a lift on this bus today, he egressed at the 90th st Taco Schmell. And we got that loud mouthed driver from a couple o weeks ago, she's been harping about numerous traffic revisions along the route and generally yaking up a storm...

continuing on through the Shoreline District

We run into some problems in the Shorline Fred Meyer region as this Hiroshima survivor starts arguing the fare with the driver, now she's waving her finger in the drivers face, fuck almighty.... this could be compared to a Milton Bradley melt-down when he argues ball n strikes with the umpire. Finally! SHE'S OUT OF HERE!, and with that conveniant ejection we proceed north and I'm going to make my connection, well that's all we got this evening, STAY CLASSY SEATTLE

Wednesday Evening Commute, 5-11-10, bus 358 northbound

Passing greenlake I notice that Birdshit Bill is passed out in back, snoring n weezing away without a care...Earlier, this asian hooker passed by the stop, she was decked out in a size or to to small shorties hiked a few inches to high and a blouse that let everything bounce n all hang out, twice I saw a tit flop out of her get-up as she fumbled with her cigarette in the breeze, the skank did not board the 358 so I assume she just works the bus-stops by the zoo... Not prime ho-in territory if you ask me, but if anyone is in the market for a 40+ fat asian ho, she's marching north on Horora ave between 45th and the zoo at the moment. And up here at 105th... we have a snowsuit steve siting, looks like the snowsuit has been bagged for the year as he's donned only in a set of bibs with no shirt on, what a slacker, but steady weather in the high 60's must seem like a fucking heat wave to him. Up at the Crispy Creme on 125th St I see what looks to be Stephen Hawking cruising across the intersection at full speed, and he's got a bag of what looks to be electrical supplies, hmm... he must be up to something. And in shoreline a boatload of trash boards, all babling away on there phones about some party their trying to find, if you ask me.. any party this crowds going to will border dangerously close to an inbred hillbilly ho-down.

ahh.... I just decided.....

Just decided to nap the rest of the way, saving myself the visual horror of the general state of our nation. And the transit center is populated with numerous bag-ladies and the usual rabble of delinquent youth looking for a handout, its a standard sprigtime affair here today, with that I'm going to sign off, until next time, goodnight n good evening....

With the stench of nasty trailer park ho's

The trailer park ho's in back of this coach are stank! And could use a trip to a public pool or something, a sponge bath in a bird bath would even do... And the squaw sitting up front could use a thorough delousing also I reckon...

Tuesday 5-11-10, evening commute

With temperatures predicted to stay in the seventies for the next week or two, I fear the daily commute will begin to rear its ugly side. And as I wander up to my first stop I'm rewarded with the sight of a wellfare mom breast feeding her seedling, I SEEN THIS BAG BEFORE... On bus 358 with her tit out as usual. Ahh... so this is how it is these days... And a posse of drunks is marching up the street in a stupor, they approach and demand change, "NEGATIVE, THE CIRCLE K is giving out free nachos. N doggs just up the block, so get to stepping" I tell them, thus passing off the vagrants to Salim at the Circle K, and on bus 44 we got a know it all who just can't get enough of listening to how smart he thinks he is... Pick this back up on the 358

358 trips temporarily suspended

Due to working plus hours of overtime recently, bus-blogging has been intermittent as I have been driving n car-pooling to and from work, but fear not.. the blog will continue... as I'm about to board bus 15 enroute to a happy-hour appointiment with my carpool ride, On bus 15, the usual band of degenerate teenagers are wasting air.. and at market street a congregation of ass-handed to them long ago vagrants are holding court with what looks to be several 40's of Ranier. Further up the line I notice an impromtu tent city forming on the green strip of 62nd street, these damn bums r starting to set up shop and squat in peoples front yards these days... Well, as were on 15th ave NW we will see momentarily if the Sands gentlemans club was shut down too... That would be a negative, its good to know that bastion of good pay for ballard high graduates is still in operation, end of the line on this trip, good night

Connection Made

A quick 200meter sprint is all that is necessary some times to catch your connecting route and gain an extra thirty minutes of 'your time' it also counts as practicing your zombie cardio move for those mornings when someone forgets to feed the Washelli Zombies their Friskee's and daily dose of methadone. And another sucessfull trip is about to conclude, tommorrow's report will be limited as I will be driving in, but if something happens worthy of this blog, I will be sure to report. Goodnight all and safe commuting...

continuing on through north Seattle

This sure is a proud looking bunch.. boarding at K-Mart with there booty from the dollar store, now this kid is opening his coat and trying to sell... ha ha ha, a in the package squirt gun and some pez dispensers, "what a homo" "sorry buddy, I already donated to gerry's kids" I tell him. Ohh and the punk looks like he wants to talk shit, but his fat-ass mom starts yelling at him from the back to get his ass back there. "Fuckin Pathetic" is all I can think about this clan of more than likely inbred wellfare pumpers. Well its gonna be another tight connection at the transit center, may have to do some more of that anti zombie cardio in a second...