when public transit, clocks and bubbleboy are my friends ...
in response to the major rookie (tho' entertaining) move this past monday ... yesterday, i managed to take the bus in to work and take the last bus (that leaves at 8 pm) home. a crazy 35 min later, i was at my car at the park-n-ride.
on monday eve, how did i get to my car? a few tidbits -
- meta- stuff - telekinesis, astral projection, teleportation, worm hole travel, knight rider skills? - no can do (to my knowledge)
- cell phone - i simply text'd my friend bubbleboy, who lives in between BART and the bus stop.
- bubbleboy bribe - i bribed bubbleboy with tapioca express ('cuz he luvs his red bean thingy), so he agreed to pick me up and drop me off at my car, with a little string attached ...
- bubbleboy slave labor - i will be helping bubbleboy with computer stuff tomorrow night (and i get a home-cooked meal) - loading pics for him, teaching him how to use certain functions on his PC (yes, PC)
- distance - BART on one side of town i live and bus stop/park-n-ride on the other side, for which i am grateful for the 5-mile distance.
uh-huh.
that's right!
Labels: bubbleboy, bus me, woo-woo, yes shirlsd is freakin' crazy
