Archive for November, 2007
Monday, November 12th, 2007
Readers on the New Rules
Antonio, a “former NYCT employee”, knows all about the new subway rules and regs for riders:
I have heard the announcements on the newer trains regarding moving from train to train. I have also read the “list” on a poster just the other day of these “violations”. I don’t believe they are actual laws, just rules […]
2 Comments » - Posted in Subway by TJ
Monday, November 12th, 2007
Straphanger Joe Learns to Ride by the Rules
Violations
I was in Brooklyn. My train was coming. I read the posting with my mouth open. It looked official. I had 30 seconds to get out a pen and write on the back of a book I was reading.
New York City Transit Authority Posting
It is a violation to:Place one’s foot on the seat of a […]
1 Comment » - Posted in Straphanger Joe by TJ
Friday, November 9th, 2007
The Trainjotting Book Review: ‘How Starbucks Saved My Life’
How Starbucks Saved My Life, Michael Gates Gill’s memoir about how he goes from being an Ivy League son of privilege, working a cushy job as an advertising exec, to being a lonely old man who commutes 90 minutes each way from Bronxville to the Upper West Side to pour coffee at Starbucks, isn’t a bad […]
3 Comments » - Posted in Brendan Gill, Bronxville, Michael Gates Gill, Starbucks Saved My Life by TJ
Friday, November 9th, 2007
What the Kids are Googling
A quick perusal of this week’s Google searches that brought people to Trainjotting reveal some angry teens, a bunch of black drag queens, and America’s unhealthy obsession with traffic reporter Trish Yodice…and her hair.
Harry Potter asian beast
Straw Up Jeans Legs On April fools Day
angry teens
catwalk ass
10 commandments of commuting
giant drag queen
black drag queen`s
i stepped on […]
No Comments » - Posted in Google, Trish Yodice by TJ
Thursday, November 8th, 2007
Reader E-Mail of the Day
As Bill “Sports Guy” Simmons might say, these are my readers.
Hello, I used to live in new york, I left in the very early eighties, I was a prostitute and a junkie, I am planning on visting the city this saturday, I found your blog, my outlook express doesnt work, so I had to send […]
No Comments » - Posted in Bill Simmons, Prostitutes by TJ
Thursday, November 8th, 2007
News Flash: Metro-North On Time!
Is it me, or is it sort of sad when the fact that the trains are operating on time is considered newsworthy?
Check out the big scoop in today’s Journal News:
Metro North: Trains on time
(Original publication: November 8, 2007)
Metro North Commuter Railroad reports as of 7 a.m. that trains on the Hudson, Harlem and New Haven […]
No Comments » - Posted in Journal News, Metro North by TJ
Thursday, November 8th, 2007
An Open Letter To:
The woman who picked up someone’s discarded Google Maps directions on the subway platform yesterday.
It was the 6 train around 6 p.m. You were about 45, with frosty blonde hair, white pants (way, way after Labor Day!) cut in a mom-jeans style (high waist, baggy legs, tapered ankle), only corduroy, and a cardigan with square […]
No Comments » - Posted in 6 train, Open Letter by TJ
Tuesday, November 6th, 2007
If Manhattan Island Was the Isle of Sodor
Thanks to Little G, we end up spending a lot of time in Sodor—that is, the mythical island on which Thomas the Tank Engine and his train friends operate. All of the trains in Thomas’ world have unique personalities, whether it’s the narcissistic engine James or the perky young train Percy.
That got us thinking—if […]
2 Comments » - Posted in Mitchell Pally, Peter A. Cannito, Sodor, Thomas & Friends by TJ
Tuesday, November 6th, 2007
Word of the Week: LaTrainian Tomlinson
LATRAINIAN TOMLINSON \laa TRANE eean TOM lin sun\ noun: The guy you see juking and jiving past commuters in Grand Central as he sprints to catch his train.
Usage: I tore my ACL yesterday after taking a shot from a LaTrainian Tomlinson as I walked to catch the 6:26 to Spuyten Duyvil.
3 Comments » - Posted in Spuyten Duyvil, Word of the Week by TJ
Monday, November 5th, 2007
An Open Letter To:
The guy who jammed the napkin into his Sam Adams bottle Friday and left the whole shebang on the seat.
You were 45 and skinny. You wore a black ass-length coat and a red hat with Callaway on it, a company which presumably makes some sort of golf gear.
You were drinking a Sam Adams on the 5:27 […]