Photo by Rick Audet from the Muni Photos Flickr pool
Found this photo in our Flickr account the other day. It touches off all sorts of geek nerves in me — from the suggestion of speed and motion to the wide-angle aspect and blurring of imagery. Great photo by Rick.
Well, nothing much going on this weekend. Ah, we kid. Hell, the weekend seemed to start early for most of you (not us!), so you’re probably reading this Sunday or Monday. Hope you enjoyed it.
If you’re still looking for things to do Saturday, the day the country we live in was born, look no further — SF Appeal has a great round-up.
Weather in the city should be mild by July standards. Go forth … on the fourth. [the sound of fellow Muni Diaries editors beating Jeff]
xoxo
Muni Diaries
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jeff
Photo by Flickr user leporello87
Another week off has given the Muni Mind Reader the fortitude to channel deep into the darkness of the Muni DJ’s brain. Brushing aside neurological cobwebs, Tiffany gets at this budding phonophile’s intentions, which might just surprise you. Everybody dance now!
They say that music is the universal language.
No one speaks, feels, or lives this language as much as I do. Call me an ambassador, yeah, an ambassador of life, love, peace, and most of all, bass and treble, who just wants to break down these oppressive walls of society with my music. My music. Well, that makes it sound like I’m being greedy. This is your music too, people. Your music. No! It’s our music. This language that we can all speak.
So when you see me climb onto Muni with my sweet-ass radio, one that you thought had long been extinct, rather than smother me with looks of horror, maybe you should break out into thundering applause. I’m also a fan of the “slow clap.” Better yet, I dream of the day when everybody puts down their books, disgruntled looks, and hand-held devices, and we all just sing together. Who didn’t love chorus class, right?
Anyone want to do that?
Are we all ready? And a 1, and a 2. And a 3…everybody!
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tiffanymSF
The following words and image came to our gmail from vivian:
The city of SF and muni continues to amaze me. Besides having to endure the always “colorful” 47/49 on my commute to & from work, I now have the pleasure of walking past huge piles of crap next to the stop @ North Point. For TWO days now this lovely pile has been sitting here hanging out greeting tourists as the make their way over to Ghiradelli [sic] Square. Are there wild horses roaming around that I don’t know about?
It’s amazing that tourists still visit our city given how we don’t really give a crap about keeping it nice and clean for them. I guess we natives can just pass along stories to you muni diaries to share in the pain and misery. 
-vivian
Step in something on or around Muni lately? Send us stories and photos!
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jeff
The following tweets and photos are presented to you thanks to Connor, aka, Metroliner
~ 11:54 a.m., 7.2.09: God, this guy is tweeking OUT on this 49. #muni
~ a few minutes later: funny thing is he looks very clean. New shoes, hands look clean, clean new clothes. Meth is weird.
Video could’ve made this experience even more lovely. But for now, Connor’s kind message to us will have to do.
Anyone see/hear/god forbid — touch this fella? Let us know in comments.
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jeff
Okay, it’s true that I’m tattooed, shave my head except for a longish ponytail, and wear mostly black plus several necklaces. And admittedly, at the time of my story I had a job which involved carrying a heavy-laden daypack around, and therefore I often ended up flushed, panting a bit and sweating a bit more, and generally looking frazzled. Often enough, I had to board a bus in that state while I did my job.
But all I did that one workday, I swear, was jump on a #14 Mission bus in the late afternoon and stand near a tiny, Mexican-or-Central-American-looking lady about the same age as my granny who was sitting in one of the front seats.
We inadvertently made eye contact. She scoped out my outfit, my jewelry and my general demeanor…then slowly and deliberately *crossed herself* while looking right at me and audibly whispering *”Dios mio!”*
My jaw dropped a little. I wasn’t going to say anything — I was raised to be really, really polite to older people,and besides that, y’know, First Amendment and all — but she got up and started to debus in rather a hurry. So I said “Thank you, ma’am”, like a well-mannered Childe Ov Satan, and sat down in her just-vacated seat.
Been blessed or saved on Muni lately? Time to sing it from the mountaintops, so to speak. Send us your stories!
Photo by Flickr user Marc Broens
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Sparrow 13
Heh. Maybe this can become a regular Muni Diaries feature. Tara sent us this photo from the 10 stop at Stockton and North Point …
… along with this penetrating question:
Is it wrong to kind of wish the mini fridge was still in this box? It’s AC/DC powerd AND can do hot, also.
Are your editors simply out of the consumerist loop? WTF is a mini-fridge, any-freakin’-way?
Send your WTFs and other poignant observations of life on Muni to us!
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tara
Photo by Flickr user Todd Mecklem
I was waiting for a 22 in front of the Potrero Center the other night. The bus pulled in to the stop and I waited for the door to open.
Suddenly, a man pushing a granny cart piled high with stuff came up right next to me and loudly yelled, “Excuse me! Excuse me!”
I looked at him, blankly. I was tired, it was hot, mostly I wasn’t sure why he needed to squeeze between me and the bus.
“Excuse me!” he yelled again.
A woman standing nearby shook her head.
“Don’t you yell at her,” she said. “That ain’t very polite.”
She grinned at me. “See, I got you covered, honey.”
I smiled back at her, thanked her, and got on the bus.
We love love love these “day in the life,” and really all types of Muni stories. We’ll publish your stories about BART, as well. Drop us a line sometime.
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Rachel
Photo by sflovestory from the Muni Photos Flickr group pool
Start sharing your Muni photos and Muni stories today. Why wait?
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jeff
Allan at Mission Mission was nice enough to flag this Flickr gem for us:
Image from Flickr user eviloars
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jeff
Hold on, hold on! This ain’t no solicitation for money. We don’t have any either, and we’ve managed to run this site for next to nothing.
No, this is a simple notice that today at noon 5 p.m., voting in the SF Bay Guardian’s Best of the Bay 2009 poll will close. Today will be your (and all your friends’ and family’s) last chance to tell the Guardian (and the world) how awesome this site is by choosing us as Best local blog.
The incentive? Here’s our imagined scenario: We win (shameless? okay …) and Jerry Brown just happens to read the Best of the Bay awards issue. He wins the Democratic nomination for governor of California, he wins the governor’s seat, he solves all the problems of the state and becomes, yet again, nationally recognized. But he never forgets that Muni Diaries is the best blog in the Bay Area, and by God, he takes that knowledge with him … all the way to the White House in 2016! At the presidential inauguration on January 20, 2017, Muni Diaries is mentioned, as a shining example of an outstanding …
Or not. Maybe we just win. Or place. Either way, we’re humbled by your votes. All several thousand of them.
Have a great day, and check back later as we return to our normal programming.
xoxo
Muni Diaries
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jeff
