We’ve all been there. One, two, seven too many. Reasons to celebrate. No reason whatsoever to be doing what we did.
Few of us escaped with party hats, though. And of those, even fewer ended up on the L-Taraval recently, de-party-hatted. Friend and Muni Diaries Live veteran Katie was there, thankfully: “This tech bro had too much to drink at the office and his lil party hat fell off on the L yesterday”
While we cannot exactly condone the message herein, we think we like the meaning behind it? Like, maybe, “shoot pool, not schools,” would work, also, better, too, right?
h/t Muni rider @_neekdasneek
Cue the pie-eating scene from Stand by Me.
This is an excellent tactic for keeping those seats free and clear, though.
In our years of experience looking for this kind of stuff — you’re welcome — vomit doesn’t show up that often on Muni. But when it does, does it ever. One guy unloaded his stomach on the 43-Masonic. Another time, bless his heart, a little one couldn’t keep it together on the J-Church. His dad was really, really sorry.
There are plenty of substances to be viewed, enjoyed, or dismayed by on Muni. What’s on your bus?
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No, no, really. Get comfortable.
h/t Muni rider Gordon: “why oh why on the 7x?”
Muni Diaries Live advance tickets this way …
Dunno about you, but this startled holy hell out of me when Eugenia sent it over. Just one of those images I cannot unburn from my brain.
And to think: We’ve still got 30 days until Halloween!
Via Muni rider Lila: File this one under: things you see on [sic] the muni
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That exasperated look of, “OMG, WTF do you think you’re doing on this bus?” *slash* “OMG you cannot be serious with this” is soooooooooooo 2015, amirite?
h/t @SFMoMA: Commuter #TBT to city life in 1948. William R. Heick: “On the 22 Fillmore, San Francisco.”