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Friday, June 27, 2008

The Wacky World Of Public Transportation

So I went to Boston Thursday to try and jump in at MGH clinic for my chest prolems, and...
it wasn't there!! Yay! NOW whatoeyedo? Oh yeah! Karma Loop, Bodega, Yaambo! So I 50 cented Yaambo, went to Bodega (which closes at 6p apparently) and then to KarmaLoop and browsed until I met up with Yaambo and we caught up on things.

I shall now skip those things.
It used to be that at 12.01a any given weekday morn, you could be back in Prov in about an hour & even have a minute or so to get the last bus to my crib in the styx.

So -after running to the OJ line, running to switch to the Tomato line and then running up the South Station stairs and bowing over security posted to keep our coach bus system terror-free, butting in line only to find out that there's no bus till 2:15a! Yay! TWO HOURS OF NOTHING TO DO IN BOSTON?! YES!!

So What did I do? I went into graffitti writer mode! No I didnt scribe my handcock on nothin, I just played "urban ninja" with the meth & crack heads of Bostons' Chinatown. A dangerous game to be sure, since I actually did have cash, nice gym shoes & and energy drink bumpin Ardimus "When Nothing Goes Right" (iTunes yaw-get that).
I went through several Chinatown alleys, slipped into a Gentleman's bar to see a few nekkid chicks, got all the way up the ramp of South Station's Bus Terminal and walked a few blocks of tracks along the T commuter rail.

If I had a can, I probably would have missed my 2:15 bus to Prov.. (nostalgic pause)

-ill continue this later...

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