Category Archives: Transit

Divergence

Posted on June 27, 2019 by sputterpub

I’m used to mendicants on streets and trains, exposed to dirty butts and putrid scents, implored in every way to spare some change – in public transit I’ve experience. But I was just accosted by a guy, light black, soft-spoken, … Continue reading →

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Mid-Day Commute

Posted on June 13, 2019 by sputterpub

I walked to Rockridge BART the long way round, and bought two bags of apricots en route. I shopped for salad and I also found some time for body lotion. Armed with fruit and cream and greens, I caught a … Continue reading →

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A Bus Gap

Posted on December 6, 2018 by sputterpub

I fell into a bus hole yesterday. Conveyances that should have stopped near me six times an hour suffered some delay (although the suffering appeared to be confined to would-be passengers instead of buses, drivers, transit employees). I had a … Continue reading →

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Myriad

Posted on July 12, 2018 by sputterpub

The sages say it takes ten thousand hours for someone to acquire expertise. While talent may be there at birth, the powers in success require practice to increase. And though you’ve walked since you were one year old, your average … Continue reading →

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Bad Driver

Posted on July 9, 2018 by sputterpub

You’ve always been unfocused when you drive. It can’t be blamed on age or your disease. The wonder is you’ve managed to survive with jerky hands and eyes. Activities requiring close attention never suit your empathetic gifts for social good. … Continue reading →

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