Photo by Kevin Wong/Right Angle Images
We’re getting ever so close to the next Muni Haiku Battle at Muni Diaries Live, so it’s time to meet our challenger! Say hello to Ronn Vigh, comedian and former writer for E Television’s Fashion Police. Ronn will be bringing his best Muni 5-7-5s to the battle at Muni Diaries Live on Nov. 8. He’ll be battling our reigning champion Jesse James (that’s Jesse so graciously accepting his Flavor Flav-inspired Muni Haiku trophy necklace in the photo above?)
Ronn’s been writing some hilarious three-word tweets that describe his love life (er…”drier than California,” he says), so we can only imagine what he can do with 17 syllables.
Here’s Ronn at the Punchline:
Get your tickets now, and get ready to cheer for the next Muni Haiku champion!
Photo by Joe Lewis
Of all the days you could get on the wrong bus, Karla Milosevich accidentally got on an express on Oct. 17, 1989, the day that the big one hit. Today is the 25th anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake, and the website Earthquake Weather has been gathering stories about the quake. Here’s Karla’s:
I was working a temp job on the 12th floor of a downtown office on Spear Street, and had just gotten off work. I caught the 14 Mission bus to go to the café on Valencia Street where my sister worked, but accidentally boarded the express one, which was headed towards Daly City. I couldn’t get off before the freeway so I was standing in the crowded bus, holding the rail over my head, looking out the window and lamenting how much longer it was going to take me to get home.
We were stopped, waiting for a light, and then the bus kind of rolled and it sounded like metal on metal, I figured we were having an accident on the side I couldn’t see. It seemed like a car was scraping against the bus. But then I could also see a guy who had been asleep in his car– he woke up and was all startled. I was wondering about the connection because his car wasn’t touching the bus, then people started saying “Earthquake”, “That was an earthquake!”
We sat there for a few minutes, then got on the freeway anyway, business as usual. I got off as soon as I could, in the way outer Mission. Around then, all the buses stopped running, so there was no way to get back. This was before cell phones, so I started walking to the Mission. As it happened, this guy I know, Dave Cohen, happened to be driving by and gave me a ride home. That was pretty lucky! That’s when I started to hear about how much damage there was.
Were you on Muni during the ’89 earthquake? Tell your story to 1989Quake.com.
Illustration by Jenifer Wofford
Do you remember where you were when the big one hit in 1989? Tomorrow is the 25th anniversary of the Loma Prieta earthquake, and Jenifer Wofford
of Earthquake Weather has been gathering stories about the quake. Stories on her site are accompanied by her wonderful illustrations such as the one above. San Franciscan Gabe Wachob happened to be riding the 54-Felton that fateful evening. Here’s his story.
On the evening of Oct 17, 1989, I was a 16 year old senior at Lick-Wilmerding High School. When the earthquake hit, I was on the 54 Felton on my way home after a late day at school (why I was going home at 5, I don’t remember). It was a normal day, except abnormally hot as we all know, except about 2 minutes after we crossed Mission (on Persia), while at a stop, someone started trying to tip the old bus over. Or so we thought. It was a strange experience – those old diesel buses were not exactly lightweight… When I looked up (during the shaking) I saw “standing waves” in the electricity lines above. I knew it was an earthquake.
The bus continued on the route – I don’t think we knew the magnitude of what had happened. It was clear, as we continued on, that it was a serious event, however. Driving through a part of town with 2 story stucco-d houses with garages on the first floor, we could see big cracks in the stucco around almost every garage.
Photo by Tito Perez
Jimmy Chiu drove for Muni for more than 30 years. Last weekend, Chiu, who loved to fish, was swept away and killed by a “sneaker wave” on the Marin coast.
KTVU has the story.
Fishing didn’t always bring joy. When the 61-year old Chiu was 8-years old, living in Communist China, he used to fish to put food on the table for his family.
“He swore he would never fish again,” said the younger Chiu. Years later, Chiu was looking forward to fishing in his retirement.
“That’s what he loved to do,” his son explained.
Chiu was getting ready to retire after 31-years as a Muni driver on the 38-Geary line.
“His coworkers deeply miss him for his smile and just his disposition,” said Muni supervisor, Ayn Antonio. “He had a very level headed disposition.”
Read the whole story at KTVU. We offer our condolences to Chiu’s family.
If you knew Chiu from his routes, let us know in comments, please.
Photo via The Tens
Can you feel it? Can you smell it? It smells like garlic fries and kettle corn. It is a Giants playoff game, today at 1 p.m.
And don’t you just lurv this guy?
It’s that time of the (even-numbered) year again.
Dude, lighting Muni buses on fire when you’re happy is soooooooooooooo 2012, right? It could never happen again, could it?
Previously: Giants Win World Series! SF Trashes Muni!
h/t Muni rider Kelly: “Of all the cool stuff I got at #APE2014 this pillow might be my favorite.”