Northbound, the dago express

Upon boarding a half full coach I realize this commute is doomed to spiral into a bad case of wheelchair beepers at any moment, it would be a miracle for this run to go through without event, several heavily laden heavyweights on scooters laden down with 15 bags worth of blue light special booty are forcasted when we pass K-MART and their is always the ever oppresive risk of a Stephen Hawking impersonator boarding and going into a digitalized tirade over the proper procedure for strapping in his ride... and I notice the local greenlake dojo's have some sort of street food deal goin down, they better keep it under wraps! Or every Scurvy Bob and Ballsack Bill will be signing up for some Kung Fu training, just for the free hotdogg...