KC Metro's changing its guidelines
I’m a member of a task force convened to evaluate and update the social equity and geographic value components of Metro’s service guidelines. There are precious few "regular" bus riders on this task force, and I think we need some in the audience. If you happen to have three hours free in the middle of a weekday, here’s the schedule of meetings. (The next one's on May 21st.)
Seattle's transportation future
This spring, SDOT is sponsoring a speaker series to explore what we Seattle can learn from other cities' transportation successes. The speaker list includes Gil Penalosa and Janette Sadik-Khan. (!)
- Art + buses + community = life
- A beautiful, brief ride
- On busing and birthday parties (or, My brief encounter with a bus goddess)
- My kind of bus driver appreciation
- A driver holiday by any other name…
- Hear my bus a comin’
- An anniversary, a heavy baby, and an(other) angry rant
- How to pass the time at a bus stop, part VIII
- Moving beyond the margins
- Transcendental transportation
In the Bus Bag
An Indigenous Peoples' History of the United States, by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz
Monthly Archives: March 2009
I’m finishing up a major project, so I won’t be posting here very frequently (or at all) for the next week or two. Before I go:
Remember Pierce Transit’s “bus buddy” program?
Apparently, Sound Transit has one, too.
Speaking of Pierce Transit…
Pierce County buses now have: GPS tracking, automatic stop announcements, and extensive …
Chicklet’s best* bus-related quote for the month of March:
“Time to get on the bus–and cuddle up with Mommy!”
Guess I’m not the only one who enjoys our travel time.
*And by best I mean, Mom’s favorite.
On March 31st, KC Metro expects to record its 3 billionth boarding.
The agency wants you to help celebrate/commemorate the milestone by:
• Sharing your “carbon footprint.” There’s nothing to calculate; you …
*Yes, I know that buses cause runoff, too–but at least it’s less per person. Bikes? Feet? No runoff at all.
Another Sunday, another exciting walk to church.
I think I’ll have to start.
One of the (many) interesting side effects of riding the bus is that it causes me to think a lot about race–and not just because I regularly field questions about my ethnic makeup.
As a black/biracial woman, living without a car makes me very aware of my brownness. Sometimes this is a good thing–like when I’m on the 4, surrounded by other brown people, and we’re having a bus-wide discussion about Barack Obama or fried turkey or
Call me a BDP or a mindless Metro booster if you must, but I’m excited to celebrate Bus Driver Appreciation Day. I am grateful for all the hard-working men and women who’ve been getting me there for six years and then some, and I’m especially grateful for those who’ve managed to do it with a smile (or a little music).