So, whenever the train breaks down, it is funny to listen to people. They immediately start calling everyone they know just to tell them we are broken down. I mean, they are waking people up for this. Like that will solve our problem. And then...listen to the tragedy snowball. First we are stalled. Then, " they pulled us onto this double track so they can pull a train up next to us. We will have to walk across the tracks and get on that one!" Then, "they are sending another engine to hook up to us and pull us back to Fort Worth! " Where are you people getting this information? Sit your anxious asses down. They will get it fixed up in a...oh look, here we go.

Sitting on a highway over pass, in the rain,  with a broken engine and no word of what is going on.

I don't even want to know what this is.

Mr. Tea just dropped his travel mug. His girth is rendering it nearly impossible for him to retrieve it from under the table.

Dude just got on wearing a ball cap, jacket, T-shirt, and boxer briefs.. Um, sir, you do realize those aren't actually shorts, right?

Took the 6:09 in today - nearly a full hour earlier than my normal ride. Those people are so much more pleasant than the 6:50 gang.

I'll never understand why people wait until they get on PUBLIC transit to take care of certain bodily functions. One woman waits until she boards, then proceeds to tie up the handicapped restroom for a solid twenty minutes each morning. This guy here - he waits until he sits down to begin his fifteen minute nose blowing session.