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Thursday, May 22, 2008
Busin' it.
Pay close attention to that there 'postrophe. I'm talkin' 'bout takin' the bus, not 'bout 'busin' anybody.
So today, I drove down to St. Peter, taking The First Baseman's gas guzzling vehicle to Sophie's adorable spring concert, because Kelly had driven my car to school, and I thought it only right that I fill up the tank before I picked up the First Baseman at the airport. It wasn't even completely empty, and the numbers on the pump didn't stop until they got all the way up to $58.80.
That is sixty damn dollars, people!
Now I am on the MTC website, learning how to ride public transportation to all my spots. "All my spots" would be the Target Center, Metrodome, Hennepin Avenue Theater District, Ordway Center in St. Paul, and my mom and dad's house in Hopkins. It turns out that, though I'm pretty far out here in the suburbs (Burnsville, the part that is almost Lakeville and almost Apple Valley), I can get to these places within about 2 hours, for about 2 bucks.
I am going to start doing it, because hello bus weirdos! Hello, twitterable events! Hello, not filling up that stoopid dumb gas tank so much!
The only problem that I can see is that the route that comes waaaay out here to the 'burbs only runs on weekdays, and the last bus out of downtown at night is about 9:00. But, come on, people! If we all start using it, they'll get more bus drivers and drive us around later at night, and on Saturdays and Sundays, too.
Maybe one good thing will come out of these ridiculous gas prices, and maybe that one good thing will be that more stubborn dumbasses like myself will start using the public transportation that we all pay for, anyway.
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