One of my bus drivers got a slightly different haircut than he usually gets. He looked like a changed man, like he was happier and more confident looking. I wonder if he had any liberating experiences lately.

People That I Wish I Was Friends With

1. Original Aunt Jemima: She sends of this warm, nurturing aura, like if you were sad, she would give you a magical hug and plate of sweet, hot pancakes and she would sing soothing songs until you were better.
2. Amy Winehouse: She's quite a wreck, but man, she'd be awesome to hang out with. You can have wild, insightful conversations with her or you could wreak havoc upon the town.
3. Edward Scissorhands: He is such a sweet pie and no one would mess with me if they knew he had my back.
4. Charlie Kelly: He's the funniest man ever and his antics never fail to entertain me. If he learned proper hygiene skills, he could be my soulmate. Kitten Mittens FTW

WURQ IT

RuPaul's Drag Race is one of my favorite shows of all time. The contestants are so fun and fiery and when they get all dolled up, some of them are sexy as hell (I'm talkin bout you, Raven)!


(For those of you unfamiliar with the show, it's like America's Next Top Model except it's 20 times more hilarious and lovable and it's for drag queens.)

Coolest Hobo Ever

Today on the bus there was this man and somehow he had manged to tie a plastic shopping bag full of lord knows what* to one of the buttons on his shirt. Quite innovative.

*Perhaps his dinner?

The Great Bus Mystery

I was on the bus one morning and saw that someone had etched "Compton 213 st" onto the back of a seat. #Naturally# I ended up googling the address and found out that it was a place in California. Google Maps showed me that the street has some very nice shrubbery and exquisitely shaped trees and the houses are adorable and they look like they're from the 70's.

Why did someone carve a street into one of the sun-faded plastic blue seats of a dingy New York bus? The graffiti artist was homesick? Bored? Random? Trying to spread sunshine to the winter stricken East Coast? Relaying a cryptic message to a drug lord, a detective, or a secret lover? I'm going to think of this Compton stranger every time I see something scrawled over the bleak walls, windows, and seats of a bus.