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Finally, after much jibber-jabber about it, finally rode MARTA into work today. I have a good reason now: I'm on the hook for an adaptation of Poe stories for my favorite community theatre (see the 2004-2005 season announcement) and after months of thinking I'd get it done at home, I got realistic. I have experience writing on the train (I wrote my adaptation of Tom Sawyer that way), and it really is an ideal way for me, at least, to write: in short undemanding bursts. I'm just not made for long concerted efforts.

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Quoth the Raven: "Next station Inman Park. Inman Park."

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Oh, lordy. I should add, it's a great way for me to write, as long as I don't have one of the colorful and conscientous train operators who describe every bus line, attraction, and slum at each upcoming station, and wish us all a blessed day/evening.

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Mrs. Smilee loves to tell the story of the "Love Bus". When she was doing her undergrad at U. of Chicago, there was evidently a bus driver who dubbed his route the "Love Bus" and would go on and on in the vein of "Welcome to the Luuuuuuuuuuve Bus!" Very Barry White, one would imagine.

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Correction:

"Next Stop: Inman Park-REYNOLDSTOWN"

I use that MARTA for airport action, fer sure.

I have fond memories as well of riding from Inman Park to GSU back in the day.

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Correction noted. I was adapting for literary purposes. What the raven originally quoth was "Nevermore, uh-uh, ain't gonna happen again." Poe and I both prefer to shorten things for dramatic impact.

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Back in the 80's I worked with a (white) guy with the first name King. Another fellow liked to get his goat by saying (in a train announcer-type voice) "King Memorial, King Memorial".

My memories of the GSU commute are less fond, due to the ever-present human waste in the elevators I had to use.

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Damn Joe, MARTA must really suck even harder than usual in that regard.

I'm resisting the temptation to MARTA-blog, so I'll just report that I got stuck on the overpass at Eastlake yesterday morning for 15 minutes waiting for a train in front of us to clear the tracks.

Wouldn't have been quite so bad except that overpass is on a curve and banks a few degrees. My left butt cheek got itself a workout, trying to grip the slippery seat. Got a lot of writing done, though.

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Daniel Day-Lewis was great in that one.

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