From Oakland International/Coliseum station
Me: the guy sitting alone, texting novels, at the end of an empty train on a sunny but hazy Friday afternoon through the bowels of Oakland and into the City.
You: with two guy friends and one piece of luggage. You kept looking at me and cracking a wicked smile. You giggled when we both popped our ears as the train lowered under the bay.
You strongly resemble Paizley Adams, and if you know who that is and think it's funny, destiny is calling us...
(posted, SF CL MC, 4/29/06)
4 comments:
Are you really James Blunt?
Are the initials at the bottom a secret code for your revolution plan....of course this question is a code too....for the eagle has landed which is code for that which will remain unnamed.
~Coyote lips dance in my head like sugarplumbs~
So, what are you doing in Frisco, Small Pond?
Do you get a fraction of a cent EACH TIME I click onto an AdSense, or only once from your page? Is the motto: "Click once, tell others" or "Click often, tell others to click often"??
I don't get what the CL is for...
Frisco!? Don't you know you NEVER call it Frisco? Even an inbred hick like me from Toesuck, Tennessee knows you never call it Frisco...
The BART was in Oakland, if you want to be specific. And you know how I love to answer questions...
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