My Baby Takes the Morning Train

My Baby Takes the Morning Train

I take the Marc train back home every once in a while when I have shit to do in DC and don’t feel like figuring out where I’m allowed to park and how the hell to pay for it. I’ve now been told on 3 separate occasions while putting my feet up on the seats that by order of policy, A) I had to take my shoes off, B) I had to leave my shoes on, and C) I wasn’t allowed to put my feet on the seats at all. I’m starting to think they don’t really have a policy at all. Or if they do, it states “Tell the patrons to do whatever the fuck you want” or something to that effect. This is why people own cars and drive to work.

On the Way

On the Way

So I want to throw another one of these out here real quick before I leave for a week to Austin. In case you didn't know, I'm going to Texas to visit my sis for a week. And I'm not doing it the traditional way. I'm taking a train from Washington to Austin. And I'm going through Chicago. I guess it's on the way. I should check my map. And then I'm flying back from Houston to Baltimore. I haven't yet figured out how I'm getting from Austin to Houston, but it's only Texas. It can't be that big of a state. OK, it's late. I'm gonna have to go pack. Do they give you pillows on a train?

Quote of the Day 5/23/04

"Well, it's not exactly the way the crow would fly."

-Mr. Hershey (about my train's stop in Chicago)


The crow would probably have a 3 hour layover in Dallas/Fort Worth.

It's a step up from Greyhound,

Austin Fisher.


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