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Cats on ‘Muni’

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Photo by Kevin Montgomery

The San Francisco SPCA Adoption Center has reopened, and how. The newly remodeled facility features San Francisco-themed cat condos fit for a king (or the cat who thinks he’s a king).

Wouldn’t you know it, this precious micro version of the city, per @kevinmonty, includes a cable car. I know the inclination is to be all, “HA, cats would never show up on public transit,” but cats totally show up on public transit, if you’re wondering.

Learn more about adopting through SF SPCA here.

Dog in a box on BART is all, ‘What sickout?’

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This ridiculous cuteness in a little green dress comes to us from BART rider Amy. She says this sharp-dressed ma’am didn’t seem like a new acquisition, but, as our hearts melt:

You could tell he was very proud of the dog and [that] it was special by the way he pet it.

BART is totally trying to be my new boyfriend. Muni and I aren’t talking right now.

Muni ‘man sitters’ beware

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Image via feministing.com

We still don’t get why you do it. Yeah, you: crotchy sitters.

Firstly, you’ll not only be shamed on the internet—not that we have ever, ever shamed so-called man-sitters on Muni who’ve got big balls and they cannot lie…oh, wait, yeah we have, a lot.

But now, you’ll endure an added layer of emasculation when those big ones are Photoshop neutered in favor of (duh) cats. I mean, if you are actually saving room for cats, per Feministing.com, we’d be OK with it, just let us know.

h/t our friends at Tiny Rides

Pedro and his first Muni ride

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This is my little friend, Pedro, perhaps the most inspiring reason yet to take Muni. You know how everyone says, “Fuck Muni forever, I’m driving?” He says the opposite. Though no fan of a moving car (even when it’s headed to the dog park), he loves him some Metro.

I, for one, am motivated to put car keys away for a while. If he can do it, we can do it.

‘Pervert’ on the 2-Clement

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Photo by Jason Sutter

A PSA from regular 2-Clement rider, seemingly guilty of riding Muni while female, as one of your editors was reminded very recently. Sex crimes on transit are believed, not surprisingly, to be under-reported. But we’re glad they’re getting “reported” somewhere. You never know: Muni Diaries readers helped nab a Muni humper suspect in 2009, so step forward in the comments if this strikes a chord with you.

About a month ago, I was on the Muni 2 bus on my way home. I usually leave the office around 5:15 and catch the bus at the corner of California and Presidio. It was a Friday afternoon on February 21st. When the bus came, it was pretty full, but I was lucky enough to get a seat in those 2 passenger spots on the left. It was the middle row because I remember a row in front of me and a row behind. At first, I was sitting near the window seat next to an old lady. She was there for a few stops. Then the old lady moved to the single passenger seats on the right. I can’t remember what stop we were at when this Asian man came on board and sat next to me.
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When you can’t wait until 8 a.m. to crack open a cold one

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It’s 7:50 a.m. somewhere!

From pregame PBR on the J-Church to busting open the Anchor Steam party box a little early, Muni riders arguably need a fix the most. In case we needed to prove it further to jaded New Yorker Anthony Bourdain, who said of SF, “…underneath a gossamer-thin veneer of granola is, in fact, a two-fisted drinking town.”

Happy Friday, whenever you decide to crack one open.

Via Muni rider Kristi. “7:50 am…makes sense”