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Treasure Island Street Closure
In preparation for the Oracle Openworld annual event, the following streets are closed or inaccessible and will continue until 9 p.m., Monday, Oct. 7:
· California Avenue between Avenue “D” and the eastern edge of the Island
· Portions of Avenues “H”, “M” and “N”
The 108 Treasure Island Muni route will be affected during the street closure.
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Photo by ohhellocookie
This week’s Muni moments have been categorized under WTF? They deserve all the all-cap treatments in the world.
1. The 43 Masonic bus driver is wearing a bike helmet. WHAT IS GOING ON?!
2. Big up to the guy resting his gut on my shoulder on the N line.
3. The STINKIEST guy got on Muni and proceeded to use hand sanitizer?
4. Listening to a conversation between two 40-something males: “When I first started tweeting…” “Facebook’s for old fucks.”
5. See above photo.
This week’s Muni moments were brought to you by @glittershaker, @shireescarlet, @thisbeazy, @continents, and @ohhellocookie.
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There is a serial note writer on the loose on Muni, judging from these teasing notes found in crevices on buses.
I have an idea of who might be leaving these notes, but I have no idea what they say inside. If you find one, let us in on the secret.
Says Anna:
“Someone at the SFSU M-line stop wanted to feed muni some pizza”
The crucial question here is: Is that a pesto or white pie, or did someone scrape all the tomatoey goodness off their pizza? Kids these days …
Via Twitter.
Photo by bsii
Lots of news and posts about BRT (bus rapid transit) in San Francisco here lately. Here are some things we recommend reading up on:
Bus rapid transit has the potential to positively affect some of Muni’s most seriously clogged streets. What do you think of BRT on Geary and Van Ness?
Photo by Oran Viriyincy
Shoshannah’s ride was made infinitely better by a little surprise from the driver.
Last night I got on a Richmond-bound 44 O’Shaughnessy at Forest Hill. I sat way in the back, on one of those single “jump seats” over the wheel wells on the new hybrid buses. I sank into a mental fog as thick as the mist swirling around the eucalyptus trees but was roused when I heard a sudden, tonal eruption.
Not at all unpleasant–definitely musical–and human-generated, not some odd ringtone. I looked around, trying to identify the source and then went back to my thoughts.
Again, a seemingly random sing-song utterance. I tried to find the person on the bus with the odd manifestation of Tourette’s syndrome but there were no clues. Then I heard it again, and this time, it registered. Read more