No Hondas!



Using an iPhone camera app.  Being artistic is easy!






Here I am on the bus 10/8 at 8:17am. I love riding the bus in the morning. There are plenty of seats, I'm in no rush, the air is crisp. I don't have to worry about morning rush hour. Oh.. and I get to use my $30 data plan to its full potential.

The evening on the other hand is a ball of stress. Bus is crowded, every one is grumpy because we all just want to get home safely, but some idiot has to start some ruckus. Walking home is a bit scary, esp. With the recent gang violence around my corner. I'm advised to buy mace. In the AM, I walk by some schools. Kids in uniform line up, as I walk by, folks are dropping off their kids. in the PM there are shady teens/young adults hiding in the shadows around the school- drug dealing? Making out with a girl? Escaping home? I walk faster.

Without the protection on my car, my beloved "east side la" lifestyle has become less wonderful; at least at night when I'm dodging switch blades and drunk homeless praying that my legs will direct me home the fastest way possible.

I've been feeling unsettled because "to buy a car" is this giant item on my to do list that haunts all of my thoughts until it has been completed. How good would it feel to just check it off!?! Despite losing my moleskine planner, checking that off in my mind would provide great relief. Relief like going to the dentist and coming out with zero cavities.

What's taking so long?

I have the "luxury" of being picky because I don't need a car so urgently. This bus route, my friends have lend to my independence from needing to have my own car.

It's stressful. The biggest purchase of my quarter life and it will affect my safety on the road and my magic number in my bank. Oh I could have used this money for alcohol. I could have used this money for more giraffe tshirts.

What do I even look for? I am a clueless gay that has a simple request: a jeep wrangler that won't kill me. I've been through enough auto related fun.

And... I refuse to buy a hondA despite how cheap, reliable and safe they are. No! No hondas!!!! So mediocre.

Everything is Documented

It’s often said that we live in a permissive era, one with infinite second chances. But the truth is that for a great many people, the permanent memory bank of the Web increasingly means there are no second chances — no opportunities to escape a scarlet letter in your digital past. Now the worst thing you’ve done is often the first thing everyone knows about you.

-New York Times, The Web Means the End of Forgetting

Perfect!

Observations on the Bus:

I get on at the beginning of the route so that I can get a seat and read blogs.  My roommates pointed out that the people of color are traveling towards the West for work because they are service workers to the wealthy.  And JV was right, a cute boy wearing a cute hat did get on the bus today, I wonder if he's into someone who looks stressed.

All White People, Get off the Bus

Taking the bus in LA is like.... taking the bus in any other city.

It added 20 minutes to my commute, but I was glad to experience something that a fair number of Angelinos have not had the opportunity to experience.

It was an interesting transition heading from east to west in public transportation.  There were no white people on the bus.  In fact, the closest was a light skin latino lady.  When I got off the bus in mid city, I walked through Park La Brea which is this over price housing neighborhood where you will find a bunch of C list celebrities and weathy young professionals. 

On the streets were people walking their dogs in their PJs at 8:30AM.  They were all white. 

It's nice to have this option as my truck is no longer available.  We'll see how I do tonight as the streets will be packed with traffic and my patience will wear thin.