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Category Archives: White Plains
Anatomy of a Shush!
Five and a half years of regularly riding the rails, and I don’t believe I’d seen this before: a rider telling another rider to be quiet. I see the passive aggressive attempts at shushing, aka the stinkeye, every damn day. … Continue reading
Posted in cell phone, White Plains
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Those Switches are Bitches
We were cruising along 0n the northbound 5:27, en route to our families, dinner, nightly dose of Brian Williams, martini, or whatever it is you do when you return to your domicile. It was a little shy of Scarsdale when … Continue reading
Posted in Hartsdale, Hawthorne, The Missus, White Plains
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Insulted by a ‘Perfect Stranger’
8:16 heading for Gotham this fair morn. I got on at Hawthorne and took a left when I should’ve taken a right, not sure why. So I was headed toward the more crowded front of the train. Out of my … Continue reading
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Report: White Plains Commuters Are the Worst
Random musings and observations about people riding Metro-North? I mean, what sort of crazy mind would partake in such a picayune activity? IRidetheHarlemLine, of course. Besides being an ace shutterbug (that is her pic adorning the top of Trainjotting), IRTHL … Continue reading
Posted in IRideTheHarlemLine, White Plains
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‘Arrested’ Development on 5:27
There was a rider-conductor ticket imbroglio on the 5:27 last night. The conductor came around, and asked the man across the aisle from me for his ducat. The conductor blocked my view, and I couldn’t quite make out what was … Continue reading
Posted in Conductor, White Plains
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Foul Weather Friday
Ah, the great Fall of 2010 SuperSoaker. Seeing as The Missus had successfully driven me to the train yesterday morning, I looked out the window and considered my options. The drive offer was on the table, she said. It actually … Continue reading
Posted in 8:16, Blackberry, Hawthorne, Joan Maybury, Rain Storm, White Plains
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Paradise By the Blackberry Light
I was trying the make the most of a monthly pass with a weekend trip to the city–a Saturday night foray into Gotham to celebrate a friend’s 40th down in Gramurray Hill. The trip in was mostly uneventful, minus an … Continue reading
Posted in Blackberry, Hawthorne, North White Plains, Taxi, White Plains
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Tales From the Rails
* On the 5:27 heading out of Gotham last night. Cattycorner to me in a six-seater is a traveler–woman of about 50, kinky brown Mrs. Roper-From-Three’s-Company hair, green t-shirt with an elephant and ‘Spirit of India’ on the front, ugly … Continue reading
How I Spent My Christmas Vacation
We don’t get out much anymore, in the traditional sense. But we do make an effort to get the kids (and ourselves) out of the house, even in the dead of winter, and visit spots we haven’t been to before. … Continue reading
Eyes of the World
A woman got on in White Plains this morning. She wore a neat black and white checked suit, the three buttons on her jacket clasped. She had straight brown hair with a touch of grey (Grateful Dead reference intended). It … Continue reading