30 Days 30 Nights

Hey people!

It's been almost 30 days since I have ran my fingers over the keyboard and blessed you with a prescription for life, love and discomfort. Problems with Metro? [check] Problems with traffic? [check] Computer Problems? [CHECK]. I have been all over the place in the last month taking pictures and having some interesting conversations but one thing I have noticed is that there is no shortage of high maintenance, low wattage humans in the world. High maintenance is defined as those that need to be reassured of their worth and their value with an emotional deposit accompanied my a monetary dessert. Low wattage are the folks that are just not that bright in simplest terms. They are the ones who talk text and spread cream cheese on their bagels while driving. They work at the DMV or answer phones at your utility company. Heck they might even be your boss! So navigating through these treacherous waters takes a special type of person. My wife and I came up with a name for these type of people, "OBLIVIONS" Oblivious to how their inability to make a U-turn causes a ripple effect across town. Keep a bird count. How many times are you flipping the bird or better yet how many times has some Oblivion flipped you for laying on the horn to bring attention to their idiocracy? It's amazing! I know this sounds like a negative rant but oh no its an alert to those who just want to get to work or get home on time.

Report your IDIOT aka Oblivion spotting today in the comment section and WIN 30 minutes of LOL

Eavesdropping on a gay conversation....

I am such a nosey person when I am in public spaces (Hey I get bored). I think strangers lives are
very intriguing to say the least. Some people speak publicly about very private things and
today it just happens to be the two gay dudes on the red line train. So here it goes. They look like regular dudes, one is bearded dressed very average while the other is wearing flip flops and a tank top.
Nothing flamboyant or stereotypical here. But the conversation is carried out with a Windy Williams-esk swagger shooting information back and forth with animated hands and body movements. You can tell they are just buddies heading into work or to the gym talking about the ups and downs of their week. What is so interesting is hearing a conversation with feminine embellishments coming from two seemingly regular dudes. It's like seeing a woman with a goatee or hearing a big strong dude with a itty bitty voice that sounds like Mickey Mouse (By the way there is a guy at the Amish market in Laurel with a voice like that that works in the candy section that will have you cracking up). Back to my ear hustling on the red line. They were talking bout something and someone but I couldn't get everything because I couldn't just stare, that's rude LOL but it's hard to not look at a person when you are nosing into their conversation because you have to read lips somewhat. At least I do but in this case I had to settle for bits and pieces. This blog is not about someone being gay or the Metro or high pitched voices but more about how folks are so loose with their personal information and I don't mean twitter stats or Facebook pics of you drunk at happy hour. I am referring to the girl who talk about the size of her partners "johnson" and how they did it in the back of the movie while watching Hot Tub Time Machine or the dude who admits he was eating something other than a tuna casserole and got a strange bump that won't go away. Some of it is just ignorance but some folks in my opinion need attention. They want you to know they spent "twelve hunnid dollaz" on a pair of designer jeans but they are riding the red line home from their job at Shoe City. WTF!

It's your life, share what you feel is necessary but try to keep in mind you might end up in my BLOG :)

Heeeeeeeeeee's Back!!!

After a long mental trip to Mars to visit A. Leon I am finally back to give you what you have been missing!

Okay so let's chat for a moment. The last time we talked there was more snow in the Metropolitan area than the law would allow, Toyota's were going buck wild and Metro was hiking the fare once again and delivering sub par service. Now we are entering into the warm humid cherry blossom drenched atmosphere in the city where people dress like it's Miami beach with bodies that are bulging and over lapping at every visual exit. He express yourselves, I know how to look away, it's your life so if you want to wear the leather  mini skirt that is inches from your top thigh and a half shirt to show off your belly ring which looks like a keys dangling from a giant brown door, I aint glad at you but I aint mad at you :)

Just remember to stop and breath and take it all in, the stench of burnt rubber from the Metro rail breaks, the pungent smells from the infamous Cherry Blossoms that smell like tuna and butt and the all too familiar body stink from the recently awakened jogging community trapped in tight spaces with hairy arm pits raised reaching out to hold the rail on the train inches from your face.

This is LIFE people. The crap that keeps us awake and charged. So with that said stay tuned and get out and chop down a cherry blossom tree for honest Abe's sake....I know cherry tree cherry blossom tree same difference LOL

Metro Transit Price Hikes APPROVED....Without improved Services

METRO Where for art thou?

Are you tired of being LATE to work due to metro delays?
Are you frustrated by over crowded trains?
Do sick passenger delays Piss.You.Off?

Move to Mars because THIS is as good as it gets.

NY Trains are 24-7 BUT they are filled with all types of crazy people tryna battle you like it's "So You Think You Can Dance NYCT" and it can be a little dirty so I'm told

Don't get me wrong Metro plucks my nerves but it's better than most, so I'm told ;)

What's your worst Metro or public transporatation story?

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