Today on the light rail, I fell asleep (on the way home).


I was actually about to push “publish” after that sentence, but I figured I would also share a funny picture of the man at the light rail stop.

Yes, this man is using binoculars to see if the train down the tracks is a double or a single.

Moral of the story: zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Today on the light rail, I met the next Snoop Dogg wannabe.

Yes, I hated my life this morning. And no, I was not wearing a dress.

Now that we have the usuals out of the way….there was man with the broadest vocal range of anybody I’ve ever heard in my entire life. I started my adventures standing when MariahCareyWannaBe started talking to one of his homeboys in a super deep voice. I wasn’t really paying attention to this conversation, all I know is the man had an Austin Powers “How does it feel, baby?” low voice. He chats with his buddy for a little bit and then goes to the door and proceeds to sing with his face near pressed against the window.

It caught me off guard because it’s not every day you hear somebody singing like Jackie Moon from Semi-Pro. He switches it up a little bit and throws some normal-high pitched rapping in there with hand motions.

I ended up finding a seat because I’m lazy, but proceeded to record my favorite part with my phone. I was OK with his Will Ferrel-esk swooning, but I couldn’t contain my laughter when I noticed he was keeping a beat by knocking/pounding on the door to the light rail. His super long nail on the left hand was a part of the beat too. These two videos obviously are hard to hear since I moved further away from him before realizing my worthless “I-cant-hear-you-unless-I-put-you-on-speakerphone” palm pre can take videos (Feel free to buy me the iPhone if you feel so inclined).

If you list closely, you can hear the man rapping…sorry about the annoying guy on his cell phone in the background.



and now he is serenading the door….take a look at his hands.

Moral of the story: Most people sing in the shower….

I’ve been on a California Gurls kick lately…sorry about that….

Today on the light rail, I wanted to sit down.

As soon as I stepped on the light rail this morning, my mission was to find an empty seat.  I’m not feeling well today and the last thing I wanted to do was stand and hold on to a pole with my sickly hands.  There was a seat open next to this woman, but she had her feet propped up and her jar of red seeds sitting in the seat next to her.  Her shoes were off.  Gross. I don’t care that she had socks on. Still. Gross.

Now timeout for a second, I know Austin just opened a new metrorail that takes an hour to get from Leander to Downtown, but in Houston the longest amount of time you can possibly be on the lightrail is 30 minutes end to end.  With that being said, is it really necessary for you to pull out your bird seeds and chomp on them with your shoes off, taking up two seats???  I didn’t think so.

I was standing up trying to take a picture of this woman but didn’t get one until the next stop when a man got on the train and asked the lady to move so he could sit down.  He was clearly annoyed.