This is a blog about my twice daily trip to and from work onboard Seattle Metro bus 358, the 358 is known as north Seattle's most nefarious bus run. When the coach leaves I will be blogging as fast as my thumbs can type... so hop onboard and enjoy a run. your comments and bus experiences will be appreciated and responded to.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
we got a wandering wino onboard
And in a turn for the worst, a boozehound just boarded and is rummaging seat to seat for whatever he can find, fuckin guy gots a distinct maddog 20/20 odor, wait... yep... now he's pulling the breakfast of losers out of his pack-usually consisting of items from the AMPM dollar menu-today its....nachos and it looks like he gots a dogg buried under the cheese, I am surprised Habib at 105 AMPM didn't pick up on that....
good morning commuters
With a the temperture hovering around 38 degrees at the moment the transient element can be expected to consist of those living at the bus stop, so your coaches air quality will contain minimal levels of SARS, bird flu and the H1N1 virus. And in a positive note, the garbage strike has been averted for now. And for those of you that ride after 8am, expect another long commute consisting of 5minute stops, mutiple wheelchair lifts, mangy service doggs and a general frontlne seat to the destitution of america.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
a thought from the frontlines of battlefield america
i was just thinking of one of the ramifications if the garbage men go on strike. it will be heady times to be a bumb in seattle with the 100s of tons of trash piling up and almost instantaneously there will be a shopping cart shortage as the various transient unions platoon them to collect the booty. for me the daily coach air quality report will become a grammar excercise finding the correct words to describe the ever increasing pungent odors eminating from our charges, and yes, the bumbs, transients, destitutes, red nose jims of the country are our charges if you like it or not, you work, you pay taxes and you pay them, its as simple as that. thats why i got no problem saying whatever i want about it
trancit center n goodnight
so sittin here waiting for my last bus, and this kid gets of a bus, and im a little confused with the gear he had on, a black trenchcoat over a peace symbol shirt, red n black fake designer sean john pants, some twenty dollar boots, long hair and 3 rings in his lower lip. im confused at what sort of look this kid was going for....then it all made sense when i saw he was getting of the bus from lynnwood
shorline is as to fred meyer as lynnwood is to value village
a couple of weeks ago i was in this freddys and some bumb ahead was returning not trying, returning a mangy set of sneakers, i tried to tell the girl that this cat had a brand new set off shoes on like just five fingered off the shelf, but to no avail. how come it is a bitch for working people to return stuff but the dude who will blow for beer can waltz in with a bag of garbage and get money.
whats this..... a new drinking establisment
tucked behind goldies casino, i see a sign for big balls billiards n bar, so seattles getting a new dick bar, probaly makes all the female viewers happy. i got to try this taco truck here in shoreline out sometime, got a thing for taco truck. approaching shoreline fred meyer, this could be trouble.....
115th home depot
looks like the economy is still diving as 15 guys waiting for work still this late in the day. later in the spring all be stopping off at some of the local establishment for happy hour, new material is always guaranteed. and here boards pedro, whos asking how much it is and where were going, cmon man. boy... those am some skeezers getting off the bus ahead.
and whats with this....
whats with this jade lounge place next to the taco shell, always a jag of unemployed dudes hangin out front, is it like a undercover homedepot where the white dudes go wait to get picked up to work, but i know why non of them r working, lazy white dudes r only certified to push a broom and beat their former wife. passing 105th, once again the bus ahead is picking up all the entertainment, ohh well, our day will come and their will be many of them.
day 3 evening commute
well got another unjacked coach, and mustang sully has set up shop in the back, im in the right mind to go request some credence, and i dont see how his mutt rates as a service dogg, it looks blind and possibly rabid, i note this as all the parents move there charges to the front to get away from the cretin, passing through our great north seattle crack district once again.....
lord......
mustang sully is here at the stop here on horora, gots his banjo going and the mutt looks new, got footage of this cat playin at the mardi gras riots, probaly roasted his old mutt for dinner
waiting to get this run started
down here on market street waiting at a stop occupied by a couple of nefarious cruisers begging for beer, behind us are a couple of transients lying on the side walk without a care in the world. now on route 44, a wallmart santa is in front haggling with a couple of earth 1st u district guys over benefits of medicinqal marijuana off course, one of the dudes got like a trombone case and three sacks of groceries, not much happenin here, but the 358 is just around the corner
wednesday afternoon commute forcast update
with the sun shining in most of the greater seattle region, coach overcrowding is expected to rise with increased deviant ridership leading to an air quality of mostly musty with a h1n1 virus index of over 50.
and in todays forcast.....
wednedays morning forcast is for mostly nocsious odors and an 80percent chance of zombies boarding your bus. wow, were really rollin, this driver means business, no better way than to cut down on the scourge factor than by having a brick foot. ohh look... theres menthol tom tryin to make the stop, to late, see ya sucker. looks like someone jacked the dollar tree last night front window all boarded up. at the black angus crack hotel stop, proceeding south, op.. old hairy marry just boarded at the cemetary, watch for cats climbing out of her bags people.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
day 2 evening commute
and the 358 pulls in, hate to say it, but the stormy weather keeps the freaks out of sight, looks like another uneventfull ride, holding out hope for some action as we pass through 85th n. the greater north seattle crack district and then theres always the prostitution corridor between 115th and 145th, generaly the pimps r rousting there charges around now
the methadone express
its always a treat when a pack of degenerates just out from morning methadone treatment wich consists of taking their prescribed dossage to keep them high all day, boards the morning bus, its like a crew of drunken sailors singing n sluring stories of granduers long since pasts. always good to know my tax dime is contributing to this
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