Kassie and I went to
Art-A-Whirl this afternoon. As usual, we went to the
Northrup King Building and saw a bunch of art that we'd love to take home with us, but can't afford to. Also, as usual, we stopped in to see
Karen and Dean.
We also ran into Emily, who came to our wedding and local man-about-town and
Bottle Gangster Max Sparber.
I had a pretty decent day on the 21 yesterday.
The weather looked promising when I woke up. The forecast said 60% chance of rain and thunderstorms. It rained ten minutes after I got in the bus. Excellent. That would keep traffic to a minimum and little old ladies in their houses.
Alas, it was not to be. The clouds cleared up, the sun came out and it was a lovely day. The traffic and the little old ladies came out in force.
It was so nice that the Minneapolis cops and Immigration and Customs Enforcement agents thought it would be a good day for a
raid. That was quite the circus for a while. It slowed me way down on one westbound trip.
I picked up a guy on Friday morning and almost immediately experienced
déjà vu. Maybe it's because he told stories about grabbing a cop's gun and stopping a jewel thief at Dayton's, how a shelter bus arrived at a fire scene before the fire department did, and how bad the Scientologists are. It was the same conversation I'd had with him a few months ago.
But this time, he had someone else to talk to. After someone briefly mentioned the weather forecast, the woman with whom he was speaking pointed out that no one can control the weather! Only God can! AND GOD IS GOD! And Barnes and Noble is owned by Satanists.
Later that day, a lady got on my 23 at the Uptown Station. She wondered if I knew how to get to the intersection of Edgcumbe and Randolph. I didn't. I knew it was somewhere in St. Paul. I travel on Edgcumbe on the 46 line, but I had no idea where Randolph is. She told me she had to get to a wedding there and that she was late. But she knew she could walk a few blocks from where I went. So I called Control. As soon as I got them on the line, she pulled out a map! Um, that would have been helpful. Control gave me instructions for her to catch two more buses. The second would take her right to where she needed to be. I looked at her map, trying to figure out how she was supposed to go, which corner she would catch the buses on, etc. Then she pulled out a notebook on which she had written instructions from Transit Information! Um, it also might have been nice to see that right away! Unfortunately, the instructions she had received earlier were not the same as the ones I had just gotten. Then she started talking about catching a cab. She asked me what I thought she should do. When we got to my terminal in Highland Village, I called Transit Information. I talked to our neighbor Josh and he was extremely helpful with the information regarding where the bus stops would be, etc. I walked her across the street and between the two of us, we got her on her way. I hope she made it in time for the pre-wedding cocktails (?), although I'm not really sure she needed anything that would help her think less clearly...
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