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[phosfate]

Man across the aisle from me on the bus last night had a gallon jug of 2% milk. He drank half of it.

This morning's ride featured an old blind guy who was apparently suffering from dementia or hallucinations. He turned to the empty space next to him, and said: "What's with the goddamn coughing? Jesus!" Indeed, sir.

Really, only a tiny portion of the riders are visibly insane, but they do stand out in the memory. Guy last week told me a story about how the snipers in the trees in Woods Park would take him out if they got the chance. "Just like my ex-wives. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"

I guess you had to be there.

Comments

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

You realize the guy bitching about the coughing was responding to an asthmatic bus-rider on another line, of course. These shabby strange people are not crazy, they're out of phase. All of the ones talking to themselves are half of a conversation or argument whose other half is across town somewhere or on the next block. Oh yeah.

The guy talking about snipers? Failed witness protection program member. Sure. Why not?

The world is one big avante garde film, you just have to figure out the plotline(s). I'd like to have a quiet word with the director in a dark alley somewhere, but... hey, I'll bet there's a line for that, huh?

I totally commiserate with your bus trauma, but still enjoy hearing of the wackiness that ensues.

EDIT: Guy with the milk? Baby alien parasite. ;p

[theodicy.livejournal.com]

I'm still on the milk. Don't get it. It's not refreshing. Not in mass quantities, surely.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

I can only assume he was really, really hungry. And thank God that he didn't have a can opener on him.

[tikistitch.livejournal.com]

Your bus ride art movies sound Felliniesque. Ours in Seattle tend towards Bergman: imagine 10,000 cell phone conversations, each inevitably beginning with a droning "HI I'M ON THE BUS!"

[viedma.livejournal.com]

The last time I rode the bus I ripped off the bike rack in front. >.>

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

Were you very angry, then?

[viedma.livejournal.com]

Yes, because I'd asked someone to pick me up a gallon of milk and the fucker drank half of it before I even got a taste.

[annlarimer.livejournal.com]

*pounds on desk, crying with laughter*