Happy Father's day to my dad, and all the other dad's out there.
Today I met up with my dad in the city to take him to lunch. I wanted to take him to a baseball game today as it's the Bay Bridge Series, the Giants and the A's are playing each other, but I thought of this a bit too late and wasn't able to get tickets for the game. It was sold out a long time ago. Apparently a lot of others had this idea and they did think about it before me because there were lots of Father & Son's on Bart as I rode it to the city. A's and Giant's T-shirts, hats, jackets, everything. Although I am a fan of both...if I had gotten tickets and was going I would be in a Giants shirt. Dad taught us at an early age to root for the Giants!
Apparently so did a lot of other fathers, grandfathers...and they were all on Bart. It was great. There was one particular father/son that stood out. Dad must have been in his 80's and walked with a cane, like my dad, and the son was probably in his 40's like me. It was just the two of them and they both looked like they would have rather been no place else but in each other's company.
I guess I timed things just right because when I left Union Square, the return train home was full of fans heading home. That same father/son couple was on the same train I was for the return trip. I haven't watched the news so I have no idea who one, but if you spend the day with your dad, ball game or no ball game, it doesn't matter who lost, because everyone's a winner.
Happy Father's Day Dad. I love you!
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Are you missing a citizen?
Dear Ruler of Planet Jerk,
Are you missing a citizen? Because if you are, he was riding BART here on Earth yesterday morning. He managed to take up three seats on a packed morning commute train. His voice, his loud voice was the only voice heard on the train that morning. While the rest of us sat quietly reading our newspapers, trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep or just enjoy the usually quiet ride to our jobs, he managed to make at least 10 calls on his cell phone and laughed at the callers on the other end because they were still sleeping. Of course the laughter included lots of cussing, swearing and calling them names that we don’t yell out loud in public places here on Earth. I feel especially bad for one of the several women he called. Apparently she tried to inform him of the Earthly custom of not making phone calls to “friends” before 8:00 am. I only caught his end of the conversation which included something along the lines of “well hell, I’m not fucking married to you”. I’d be surprised if any woman on our planet (or any other planet) would ever want to be married to him, let alone fuck him.
I, along with many others, would appreciate if you would call him back to his home planet, along with any (and all) traveling with him. While you are at it, would you please stop issuing passports for travel for all your citizens.
Sincerely yours,
Cecelia Liss
Earthling
Are you missing a citizen? Because if you are, he was riding BART here on Earth yesterday morning. He managed to take up three seats on a packed morning commute train. His voice, his loud voice was the only voice heard on the train that morning. While the rest of us sat quietly reading our newspapers, trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep or just enjoy the usually quiet ride to our jobs, he managed to make at least 10 calls on his cell phone and laughed at the callers on the other end because they were still sleeping. Of course the laughter included lots of cussing, swearing and calling them names that we don’t yell out loud in public places here on Earth. I feel especially bad for one of the several women he called. Apparently she tried to inform him of the Earthly custom of not making phone calls to “friends” before 8:00 am. I only caught his end of the conversation which included something along the lines of “well hell, I’m not fucking married to you”. I’d be surprised if any woman on our planet (or any other planet) would ever want to be married to him, let alone fuck him.
I, along with many others, would appreciate if you would call him back to his home planet, along with any (and all) traveling with him. While you are at it, would you please stop issuing passports for travel for all your citizens.
Sincerely yours,
Cecelia Liss
Earthling
Friday, June 6, 2008
mov'n on
Mom, I miss you like crazy and could write about you forever, but it's time to get back to my blog....
Good news, they opened up the new BART parking structure and I HAVE RESERVED PARKING!!! It's costing me more than double the daily lot price, but I don't have the fear of getting there after 7:30 am on a Tuesday and not being able to find a parking spot. The $63.00 a month is a cheap price for piece of mind, well maybe not cheap but piece of mind none the less.
The first three days I was able to park in the one of the first 4 slots on both sides of the aisle. Now I'm getting there and parking in about the 10th slot. Either it's catching on or I'm pushing it how late I can get there before I really have to run to the train and people are beating me to the first spots, or others have signed up the reserved parking too. With the price of gas at $4.35 a gallon I'm sure more and more people are taking BART or will be soon. Either way, I'm a happy camper. Oh and bonus - this summer when it's 105 degrees in Pleasanton, my car will be parked in the shade.
I've noticed in the past 2 weeks that more and more people on the train smell like pot. Has my nose become more sensative or are the pot smokers of the world spending their money on pot and BART rather than pot and gas for their car? Has anyone else noticed this too. I can understand it a bit more on the ride home, but come on people, it's 7:30 am for christ sakes...and you smell like you just lit up!
Enough for now, but I'll be back...
Good news, they opened up the new BART parking structure and I HAVE RESERVED PARKING!!! It's costing me more than double the daily lot price, but I don't have the fear of getting there after 7:30 am on a Tuesday and not being able to find a parking spot. The $63.00 a month is a cheap price for piece of mind, well maybe not cheap but piece of mind none the less.
The first three days I was able to park in the one of the first 4 slots on both sides of the aisle. Now I'm getting there and parking in about the 10th slot. Either it's catching on or I'm pushing it how late I can get there before I really have to run to the train and people are beating me to the first spots, or others have signed up the reserved parking too. With the price of gas at $4.35 a gallon I'm sure more and more people are taking BART or will be soon. Either way, I'm a happy camper. Oh and bonus - this summer when it's 105 degrees in Pleasanton, my car will be parked in the shade.
I've noticed in the past 2 weeks that more and more people on the train smell like pot. Has my nose become more sensative or are the pot smokers of the world spending their money on pot and BART rather than pot and gas for their car? Has anyone else noticed this too. I can understand it a bit more on the ride home, but come on people, it's 7:30 am for christ sakes...and you smell like you just lit up!
Enough for now, but I'll be back...
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