Tagged: metro

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metro: juju

I’ve been told that juju is just a tagger around DC, but in my state of mind this seemed more serendipitous when I saw it in the station yesterday. I’d had a crappy day at the office and was looking...

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metro: Feel the Prid!

Before heading out to meet the fellas yesterday, I checked in with WMATA’s Trip Planner as I always do.* Just before putting in my search query, I saw this banner ad on the page. I’ve probably seen it in years...

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on metro: pick a winner!

This past week, Kyle and I were talking about how it always seems that on metro, when you see a bona fide hottie, that someone will always come along a few seconds later and completely block your view. Not that...

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metro: standing, walking, questions

I thought I was done ranting about people on the metro. I mean what more can you say after so long, especially that hasn’t already been said on a million other DC area blogs, but ye gods! Stand right, Walk...

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metro: it’s a… moving target

So after a sick day and a little cheer about the new/changed 43/42 route, I get to my “office station” to see this. All 3 escalators at the non-stadium side of Navy Yard have been out for a few weeks...

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on metro: Is that your bag?

After all these years, I finally had a real live “Is that your bag?” moment on the metro. It had nothing to do with combating terrorism or anything like that. I just didn’t want the poor guy to leave his...

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You’re all in on it!!

I had my own little conspiracy theory moment this morning on the train. I was watching this past Monday’s episode of Heroes on my iPhone. My DVR had to reboot itself right before the start of the show, so I...

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on metro: Reverse Psychology?

This could almost be viral marketing for the film What Would Jesus Buy?, except that it would be a little late. I saw this on the train this morning, stuck into a barrier near the train door. I would have...

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Hey… let’s be careful out there

Wouldn’t you know this morning the woman in Starbucks didn’t offer me a receipt? Then another woman, after the first had just ripped mine off the top of the long printout of abandoned receipts, took it and was about to...