Thanks to the Metro, I’ve learned the real meaning of Rush Hour. Sure, in Ohio there was rush hour while everybody tried to get to and from work. But that was in cars on a highway. Thus, it didn’t count. It’s not a real Rush Hour unless it involves bodily contact, a big guy who steps on your foot, a dozen tourists, and an escalator.
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April 9, 2008 at 7:12 pm
seriously, do you have friends and relatives?? I’m suspicious on account o fonly seeing me commenting lately.
anyway, how are things?