I actually like the fact that NextMuni exists. It gives me something to look at in a bus shelter rather than stare at the people in it, stare at the Muni map I’ve damn-near memorized, stare off into space, or stare at my cell phone photos or text messages to keep me entertained. It also helps prevent stepping out and looking for the bus (“Is it there now…now?…NOW??”), though I still do that if it’s one minute away and I don’t see one headed my way.
Though I hear some fairly positive reviews of it (and read a handful of fairly positive reviews of it on Yelp), I kind of hate NextMuni, an apparent adjunct of NextBus. I really want to know who is responsible for it, so I know who to complain to about their irritatingly inaccurate system.
Calling it a bug and saying I fixed it makes me sound so much more badass. Really, it was simply a matter of changing the default for new users from “subscriber” to “contributor.”
I realize many people have registered with us, which is great, heartwarming, and exactly what we want: a community-driven site. But you may have been frustrated by trying to figure out how to post your own diary.
Now, when you register, you’ll automatically become a contributor. After registration, if you’re not already there, click the “Site admin” link down on the right there under META, which takes you to the dashboard. From there, click “Write.” Compose your diary, adding photos and other media if you’d like, then click “Submit for review.” That’ll send it to one of our editors.
If you’re not done, and would like to give your Pulitzer-worthy mind more time to stew over whatever it is that brought you here, hit “save,” walk away, and come back at your leisure.
These things will become more streamlined in the future, I hope. I like WordPress, but would love to see the site become more customized down the road.
For now, thanks for reading, commenting, writing, telling your friends … whatever it is you’ve done. Thanks. And keep doing it, please. — Jeff
This is a good candidate for Takes the Cake.
By no means is it the first, but I felt I had to report this T-shirt found over at RAG co-op in Hayes Valley:
It’s made by a local company called Love Project. Despite the hippie-ish name, they make mostly SF-related things.
My own experience* aside, here’s a great analysis from the good folks at SFist of Muni’s utterly botched handling of yesterday’s street race in the city.
* So we didn’t make it quite to the ocean. More like Clayton and Fell, where we dropped off at a friend’s place to use the alternative bathroom (the Panhandle-turned-toilet was overrun with revelers).
After some much-needed rest and snacking, we headed over to Clayton and Fulton, where, we were promised by Next Bus, we’d be able to get an outbound 5-Fulton in five minutes. When we arrived at the stop, sure enough, we looked east and saw a bus at what we guessed was Masonic and Fulton. After a long day of drinking and walking, it was like seeing an oasis in the desert.
Was anonymously alerted to a pretty amazing story, a sort of “love on the rails” type anecdote that may or may not be true. Who cares? It’s a pretty damned good read.