WordPress released a beta version of their new publishing app for Blackberry. All I can say is FINALLY!
I’ve been waiting for this for years. Glad it is finally getting done.
Now I can better control the site while riding the subway.
Is that 17 Sacagawea’s in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
Happy fare hike Monday. Actually, the fares jumped over the weekend, but most of us wouldn’t have noticed until today.
So now that we have a $2.25 fare, your pants just got heavier. How so? Well, if you buy a single ride with a $5 bill, you’re going to get back two dollar coins plus 3 quarters. Awesome.
God help you if you paid for it with a $20. That’s 17 dollar coins plus 3 quarters.
$20 bill goes in, 20 coins come out.
Granted, even a few days ago, it still would have been 18 dollar coins…but still. It’s pretty insane.
The bigger problem is going to be the little old ladies that have to break out their coin purse full of nickels to get up to the 25 cents. You know there ain’t no damn way grandma is going to break another dollar if she doesn’t have to.
At least the machines don’t take pennies!
Broken Subway Door?
It’s a good thing I snagged a seat today, or it would have been a pretty crappy way to start my morning.
At 28th Street, my train was stuck in the station because of a door problem. Perhaps some of the motormen that read this blog can chime in on what can cause this.
Clearly it was not something that was going to raise a red flag on this insanely crowded train because they managed to get it fixed after about 15 minutes of waiting.
I was about 3 train car lenghts away from the door that had the issue, so I could see them trying to fix it. It consisted of one guy hitting the door close button over and over again while the other physically pushed the doors together with his hands.
From what I could see, the doors were closing just fine on their own. I’m not sure what pushing the doors together by hand was adding to the equation. I guess he was just trying to get the sensor to engage or something. If you stepped back and looked, you would have no idea something was wrong with the door because it closed all the way by itself.
After the threee stooges finished slamming the doors together over and over again, we got back on our way. Of course, we were so far behind that we immdediately had to start skipping stops to get caught up.
A frustrating way to start your Monday.
Back to the dry cleaner
I enjoy a nice, crisp, white dress shirt as much as the next guy I guess. I don’t really think about them much other than when I immediately get a stain or mark on them before even getting to work.
That happened to me this morning thanks to the damn rubber gaskets on the subway doors.
Of course, it was all because of a damn baby stroller. I have railed and railed against open baby strollers on the train before, and many of you have said I am being to hard.
Well, first let’s just get the facts straight. The MTA says that strollers are supposed to be folded up and closed when riding the train.
Anyway, the train was somewhat crowded this morning. We came to a stop, and this mother started to get off the train. She got a bit of a late start in her move for the for the door. I was standing near the door, so I took a step out half way onto the platform. I was blocking the door open so she could get off with the stroller.
Just as she got clear of the doors, they started to close. Right into my back.
For the rest of the day, I had a very straight, very neat black line down the left side of my back.
Naked Girls on the Subway
Fact or fiction?
I was talking to a friend today that claimed to have one of the best subway stories ever. I’m hoping there’s a SUBWAYblogger reader that can backup his story because I’m finding it hard to believe.
He claims he was on an A train down near the Village late one weekend night when two girls got on the train. They started to dance around the poles like strippers.
This is by no means unusual. I’ve seen girls and even some drag queens do the dance on the train before. I’ve even seen dancers that bring their own boombox so they have a good beat.
Well apparently these girls took it to the next level. The crowd started to egg them on during their performance. Before you know it, off came the tops. The dance then continued (topless) for two more stops.
That’s where I started to not believe his story.
Has anyone seen this before? If so, don’t hold out. We need to ride that train immediately.
Odd Announcements on the 2 Line?
Has anyone else noticed that rogue 2 train that keeps making the old-school announcements?
For example, the prerecorded female voice says, “You can transfer to the 1 or 9 train.”
9 train? Uhhh hello.
And it seems on the older announcements, the male voice was virtually nonexistent. Wonder how long those will run before someone from the MTA notices.
Last Chance!
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Sick Passenger Terminates 2 Line
Was anyone on the 2 train Thursday morning when it started terminating “because of a sick passenger”?
I truly hate that bullshit. Get the damn sick passenger off the train and let’s get moving. I don’t understand why an entire line has to come to a screatching halt because someone pukes on a train. Even if the person had a heart attack, wouldn’t you want to get them off the train and upstairs as quick as possible?
That morning, my 2 train terminated at 42nd Street Time Square. Are you kidding me? That’s the biggest stop in the system and that’s where you are going to terminate? The kicker was the sick passenger was all the way down at Chambers Street.
There has to be a better way to deal with this crap.
Sailors Travel in a Sea of Women
This past weekend is the only time I ever actually consider joining the Navy. Everywhere you go on the subway all weekend long, it is nonstop sailors with hot women on their arms.
Getting done up in those dress whites is like some sort of magical hot-girl catnip or something. They have to fight them off with a stick.
The best part is when you see them riding around in neighborhoods no where near the tourist areas. Seeing them in groups down in the Village or Time Square is one thing. Seeing them riding around the East 90’s is another story.
Without fail, every year I see a lone sailor riding back down to the ship from waaaaay uptown. It’s the arm forces walk of shame, yet there’s nothing to be ashamed of.
I’ve never done anything close to any kind of military service. I’m curious about what it is like on board those ships the day they find out they’ve been selected to come to NYC for Fleet Week. It must be like Christmas for the single, 18-30 year old men on board.
Keep up the good work boys (and girls).
Swine Flu Snot on the Subway
Am I the only one that feels hyper of every cough, sneeze, or sniffle around them these days?
I know I have ranted in the past about germs on the subway, but this is taking it to another level.
Personally, I think the whole swine flu insanity is a lot of hype. Yes, those people died, and that is sad. The fact still remains that good old fashioned regular flu kills far more people both in raw numbers and percentage. Almost every case of swine flu in NYC has been reported as mild.
However, even being a super intelligent person such as myself, I have found myself being extra aware of the “germs” around me on the subway. I know it is crazy. As I’m standing there thinking it, I’m saying to myself, “You’re being a f*&%ing idiot.”
What’s even crazier is seeing how other people are reacting. Now when someone lets out a big sneeze, people literally get up and walk away. They move to another part of the car or go stand on the other end of the platform.
It’s getting pretty crazy.
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