I had the pleasure this morning of flying by my old bus as it was stopped to pick up passengers. Good ol’ 22-Fillmore. It got me thinking. Maybe I just totally don’t notice it, but I don’t see many, if any, buses on my normal route to work in the morning.

The way I went on this particular morning was slightly out of the way so I could drop off about 30 lbs of dirty laundry at a very hard-to-find-in-San-Francisco wash and fold place. They’re all over New York. In fact, that’s pretty much the only way people get laundry done - someone else does it. Oh they have public places that could be used, but nobody wants to sit, wait and monitor their spinning laundry so that it doesn’t get stolen. I do have 2 washers and 2 dryers in my building, but I had too much to do (30 lbs is a lot, and the only reason I know the weight is because they weigh your bag and charge per pound).

Well, I was going to comment about people taking photographs of themselves and just decided not to. Instead this is now another guess-the-quote thing, its a song. Name it, Artist, Album. No cheating!

Oh, and Happy Valentines Day. More importantly, new episode of Lost!