More Chicklet unplugged

I swear to Busfather this actually happened. Bus Family home, 7 PM: Nerd enters the room where Chicklet and I are playing, leans over, and gives me a kiss. Chicklet: “Daddy’s kissing Mommy … lentement!” At this rate, she’ll be issuing tickets for bus fouls by the time she’s two.

Multi-tasking mom needs Metro

Um, wow: KETTERING, Ohio (AP) — Police in Ohio say a woman has been charged with child endangering after another motorist reported she was both breast-feeding a youngster and talking on a phone while driving. (Source: Chicago Tribune) Just so you know: Nursing while cell-phone talking–though possibly a bus foul— is perfectly legal on Metro.

The ultimate ride read

After five long years, Ms. Chloe Anthony Wofford (aka Toni Morrison), the writer for whom I gladly miss stops, whose books I actually buy (to avoid the library waiting list and because I want to keep them) and occasionally even sleep with, has released a new novel. The reviews are glowing, but I don’t need […]

Speaking of TriMet…

A cool blog from a transit geek in Portland: Trimetiquette. Apparently, bus fouls are a problem there, too, since (as the name suggests) this person spends a good deal of time educating folks about proper transit etiquette. I still think there’s a market for an advice column–a Dear Prudie devoted entirely to transit. Shoot–send me […]

Another term for the glossary

BWI (busing while intoxicated): Riding any form of public transportation while under the influence of alcohol or other (less legal) drugs. BWI is usually identified by the telltale scent of the intoxicating substance and its associated bizarre, antisocial, or otherwise transit-unfriendly behavior. (See also: bus foul, trife, Seahawks Special) You can find more transit-inspired language […]

Beyond bad manners

Like most bus chicks, I’ve seen my share of PDAs. But never, in all my years riding Metro, have I seen anything like what Last Days Hot Tipper Dale witnessed on the 43 earlier this month. (Warning: The content of this column isn’t exactly family friendly–though I’m guessing most seasoned bus chicks can handle it. […]

Speaking of etiquette…

A multimodal bus foul: Wiping the post-bike-to-the-bus-stop sweat from one’s brow with one’s bare hands and then repeatedly flinging said sweat toward the front of the bus, nearly missing several other passengers and the driver. A good way to avoid committing this one: packing a towel or rag in one’s pannier/bus chick bag.

July Golden Transfer

Way back in the beginning of the month, I took the 550 to Bellevue to pick up a Flexcar for a weekend rental. Because I’d been on a fairly long hiatus from my job on the Eastside, and because I had rushed to catch this particular 550, I completely forgot that a ride across the […]