Photo diary: Indiana Jones on the 14-Mission
Rider Steve spotted the action hero/archeologist/heartthrob/same-scar-as-Han Solo-havin’ on the 14-Mission … We’re wondering whether Indy cracked his whip to get that bus movin’.
Your place to share stories on and off the bus.
Rider Steve spotted the action hero/archeologist/heartthrob/same-scar-as-Han Solo-havin’ on the 14-Mission … We’re wondering whether Indy cracked his whip to get that bus movin’.
In her own words:
I went to an incredible art school for my undergrad (Art Center College of Design), but life took some turns and I stopped drawing for almost a decade. Years later, I found myself commuting from Oakland to San Francisco and back again on BART, with 20 minutes of free time each way and I started drawing the people I saw around me. It was like having professional figure drawing models, except with more interesting features, life histories in their eyes and ties, and they weren’t naked. I still have the first drawing I did — and I’ve drawn every transit ride since.
I draw on the bus and paint at home, using micron pens and watercolor, mostly, with some ink thrown around every once and a while. I don’t sketch. Everything I draw is permanent, for better or worse.
When I draw on the bus, generally people don’t notice. People are immersed in their thoughts or lists or regrets. Or their books. Or iPods, or games, or sleeping. If they do notice me drawing them, they usually smile. They might be a little embarrassed or flattered, or maybe pretend they didn’t see me, but the smile seeps out. A couple of people have been upset — either refused or got a little physical, But no permanent damage has been done.
You can find Wendy on the 10, the J, the 12, or southbound BART. And here’s more of Wendy’s drawings — I love them all so much! Get this artist a commission! Enjoy.

Photo by angryf
Castro near Divisadero. I’m taking the pic thru the glass on the back of the Muni stop. It was taken Saturday night after Pride and the police where clearing out Market because of the shooting.
Here are a few more cool photos we scrounged up:

Photo by creativeholly.com
Creative Holly says: “saw this and said nevermind…i’ll walk.”

Photo by creativeholly.com

Photo by LiveSoMa
If you have more Muni photos from Pride weekend, email them to us or submit them to our Flickr Muni Photos group.

Photo by Flickr user SFBart
My Sunday afternoon started with a total Muni fail — waiting for the 47 for half an hour and inching along Van Ness at the speed of walking. But most people seemed to be in a pretty good mood. When I finally got off of the 47 and hopped on the 14L, a girl with a little cross tattooed below her eye ran for the bus and sat next to me, catching her breath. She complimented me on my dress and then started fishing around in her purse. “You want one of these?”
It was this free “Pride Parade Survival Pack” that had little packs of antiacid, Advil, mints, a moist towelette, and sone Band-Aids in it. Totally sweet.
Later in the afternoon, I hopped on a crowded 38-Geary. Two young guys jumped on the bus, one wearing a name tag that said, “Bottom,” and the other guy wearing a button that says…yeah, obviously. I took out my Blackberry to check the time (neurotic habit), and Bottom excitedly says, “Hey, can I scan your barcode? Do you BBM?” I had no idea what he was talking about. “Blackberry Messenger, duh!” The two passengers next to me spent the next five minutes talking about Blackberry Messenger and whether it can scan a barcode tattoo.
If only every day could be this convivial — without the slow-as-molasses traffic.

Photo by sflovestory
Some of you will read this before or during your afternoon/evening commute. We’re curious: If you’ve got the earbuds in, for whatever reason, what are you listening to?
We’d like to put together another Muni Playlist, like the one we did last November:
On the 33, Tenaya is listening to The Mystic Krew of Clear Light, a heavy metal band out of New Orleans. In front of him, Jesus is listening to Hoobastank’s “The Reason.” Jesus’s friend, Julio, was listening to a psycho punk band called skz1 (I think).
So tell us: What are you listening to on Muni?
We’re not totally “going there” with that headline. But we also couldn’t resist.
From Animals With Casts (formerly the more appropriately named Fuck Yeah! Animals With Casts):
Pogo likes the windowsill. It just happens that his window is on a trolley line (in San Francisco) and one spooked him enough to fall 2 stories. Luckily, he only broke a toe, but is none too pleased about the splint/cast the vet gave him. Everybody, send Pogo some sympathy love.
What’s that they say about cats always landing on their feet? I guess Pogo mistook his toes for his feet. Poor guy?