I heard: a shiny little boy shouting on Market street, “Look, an EXPANDING BUS!” about one of the extra-long Muni buses. I’m not exactly sure what he thought the accordion mid-section of the bus would do — maybe it lengthened to accommodate extra passengers, or enabled a caterpillar-type setup with the front-end of the bus stretching to reach the corner with the back-end slinkying up to catch it — but clearly the bus in his mind was better and about 8,000 times more exciting than the reality of it.
I saw: seals spinning and diving in the water just thirty feet away from me as I walked along the Embarcadero. Unlike the INCREDIBLE AND SUPER EXPANDING BUS, the reality of seal-siting on a plain old workday was every bit as exciting as the idea of it, and I actually clapped a few claps, standing there by myself.
I dropped: my Muni pass in the toilet — as I was reaching out to flush, it tumbled right out of my pocket. Splash! Aw. Luckily BART doesn’t seem to have any trouble reading it, despite the fading traces of urine! Thus proving that life really IS a series of setbacks and victories. And you really, really shouldn’t touch anything on public transportation, ever. Like buy some rubber gloves maybe.