Okay.

First off, i'd like to exclaim as to just how much of a fan i am NOT when it comes to the Seattle Metro system, or any system like that. Yes, i am fully aware of the benefits of riding a bus, which include saving the ozone layer and cutting back on traffic. (Captain Planet sure would be proud of me.) There is just something about being able to choose your time of departure and arrival, and not having to wait idly by some bus terminal waiting for that magical time when the bus is SUPPOSE to arrival and take you places.

And with that said, i'd like to mention one little thing...

Yesterday i was in downtown Seattle waiting for a bus. Now for anyone who has ever had the express pleasure of waiting for a bus, you quickly realize that it is a boring endeavour. Throw into the mix that it wasn't exactly tropical weather yesterday, and you might begin to understand my frustration. So what is a bored college student supposed to do on your typical thursday afternoon while waiting for a Seattle metro bus?

Start a conversation.

I think Mr. Collins would be proud of me for being able to actually hold a conversation with another Seattlite. It was certainly a much more successful venture than his attempt to talk to the schizophrenic individual outside the EMP. Of course, in all fairness, the man i talked to yesterday didn't appear to have any mental disorders. You learn an interesting array of things from talking to random people at bus sites, mostly about how much they despise the bus system as well. As for the elderly individual i met yesterday, i found out he had been an english professor in california, and had come up here to seattle for retirement. It was a background you would not have probably concluded from his mere attire. Which is another thing one must always remember when starting up a conversation with someone new, especially in a city. NEVER assume too much. Small assumptions are always bound to happen, and in a sense, are good. For example, if you see a man with shifty eyes holding a bag of something, it might be a safe assumption not to talk to him, or at the least that something MIGHT be wrong.

Anyway though, that's my spiel on the bus system. Not my favorite for getting to places, but a good place for observing interesting social and pyschological behavior, and perhaps meeting an interesting fellow.

Or just some schizophrenic who rages on about the CIA and public masterbation.