It's a banner day!

Sitting in front of the red jacket twins was enough to make my morning BART ride... Until he came along.

He is a dirty but cute little street urchin. Guess what he's doing on our car? Entertaining us by playing his bright red electric guitar! Yippee! On a jam packed tiny train car. I'm so thrilled that I'm blowing out my own eardrums by turning my iPod up *very* loud. Is that blood?!

People actually paid that fool. One older man told him this wasn't the venue for his talents. Amen, brother.

Silence... With the exception of Radiohead blasting through my earphones.

The Grand Champion!

...If there was a cursing contest, I'd win. If there was a quick comebacks and random insults award, it would be on my mantle.

My verbal road rage actually causes fits of laughter. At least I can laugh at myself!

Matchy, matchy!

Ok so there are two older Asian women sitting together wearing the exact same bright red quilted jacket. As if that's not kooky enough, they also sport the exact same tobacco colored cross-body purse. Oh, and I just checked. Yep, same shoes too. The pants are different, and I can't see the tops. No, they are not twins in the biological sense of the word...

I'm confounded. Was there a buy BOGO sale at Kohl's?

Stewie!

This guy just got on the train with a life sized Stewie doll. This pleases me. I now want a Stewie and Brian stuffie! Friday just got better.

Yet another underpants offense

This time, we're talking a good 6" of hot yellow Granny panty exposure. WTF!? Was she tryin' to be like the dudes who walk arounds pants saggin' and boxers on full display?

does anyone else enjoy Punk Rock Johnny Cash?

I have a secret crush on him. I can't bring myself to tip him... I'd feel like I was paying a prostitute since I crush on him.

He can sing!

Falling asleep...

... = nap jerking. Not cute and I laugh at people. I guess I have to laugh at myself today :(

I am going home to watch Stepbrothers and sleeeeeep. Long day wine tasting and having dinner tomorrow. Peace out!

When you're good, you're really good...

...but BART when you are bad, you're rotten! Thanks for making me 40 min late today.

Fairly boring car full of people. The makeup lady I've determined to be Russian is sitting right by me. Studying her. Nice skin for an old broad but her whole get up scares me. More makeup than a MAC counter, teased up red highlighted hair, bling bling and flashy yet cheap clothes. I'm guessing 55 but trying for 35.

panties, ladies... panties

Seen today. No less than 3 tragic undergarment mistakes within feet of each other.

Case #1: the Granny panties that the crotch seam came up so high you could clearly see it through her thin pants.

Advice: Get a fucking mirror and use it

Case #2: the top of her Spanx and the tag peeking over the waistband of her pants about 2"

Advice: points for the Spanx with dress pants, but... low rise may not be for you

Case #3: tight fitting dress pants devoured by ass crack. They were so far up her ass, how was she functioning?

Advice: buy your pants one size larger. Wear Spanx or boy shorts... ANYTHING to keep your entire ass crack from being filled with fabric.

Shudder. #1 advice... MIRROR.