tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6383367803115732345.post42849717157451110..comments2023-05-27T02:46:57.436-07:00Comments on RT Rider: Second Saturday on the busAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08070861046420451305noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6383367803115732345.post-32847878385546841162009-06-15T22:43:45.454-07:002009-06-15T22:43:45.454-07:00Wow! What a small world. I guess I don't look ...Wow! What a small world. I guess I don't look as much like a Simpson's character as I thought.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08070861046420451305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6383367803115732345.post-27836682875428391962009-06-15T21:43:07.122-07:002009-06-15T21:43:07.122-07:00Oh for goodness' sake. I am such a dork. If ...Oh for goodness' sake. I am such a dork. If I'd just glanced at the couple who got off the 30 and sat next to me on the bench at Sac State, waiting for that 8:18 82, I probably would've recognized you! <br /><br />I got off during that interminable pit stop at Kaiser. I've never figured out if I should wait for the bus to turn onto Cottage or just hop off at Kaiser. I walk west on Cottage so it doesn't seem to matter, time-wise.<br /><br />You made good time on your 30. My 30 was fifteen minutes late so I missed the 87 by a minute or two, which was why I was sitting there, watching the high school football players march by, waiting for the 82.<br /><br />Well, nice to meet you, sort of!Mattienoreply@blogger.com