tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6228172160769131482.post3880416475960630687..comments2023-10-22T10:49:43.271-05:00Comments on CulturalConstruct: Riding the Buspatricehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12729064955828109117noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6228172160769131482.post-24447901074260678832010-09-17T06:33:49.785-05:002010-09-17T06:33:49.785-05:00You need to ride the 5. That bus is always active...You need to ride the 5. That bus is always active. That is the same route I was riding when someone was moving their bed - boxsprings and frame and all - ON the bus. The bed actually broke up a fight.patricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12729064955828109117noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6228172160769131482.post-72849714235371677872010-09-16T18:59:27.118-05:002010-09-16T18:59:27.118-05:00wow - people rarely talk to me on the bus, except ...wow - people rarely talk to me on the bus, except occasionally to ask about my tattoo or to ask for the time...or creepy teenaged boys hitting on me which is always awkward on several levels.stephaniesayshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18176013056446137225noreply@blogger.com