An Ode To Public Transit

So I'm waiting for the bus today, in the lively, rotting core of Hamilton (yes, Gore Park). The benches were occupied, and I don't fancy myself to be above sitting on the sidewalk, so I did just that. I put my bag down beside me, and read my book while waiting for the 26. From behind, I get pegged in the head by something kind of wet (at this point I'll mention that my iPod is on full blast). I turn to find a dog's face about an inch from mine. I remove the iPod, somewhat startled. The owner to whom the dog belonged then began to pet my head; it was then that I realized this was a seeing eye dog. Not wanting to confuse the fellow, I spoke my name and told him I was sitting near where he was standing on the sidewalk. iPod goes back in, I resume reading. Wouldn't you know, another dog whams me in the head. Basically the exact same story as aforementioned, but different dog, different fellow. I took this as a sign to STAND and wait. I think it worked out for the better. Seeing eye dogs are so cool.
The bus smelled like salami and BO (or maybe salami just smells like BO). I tried to ignore it, but to no avail. So I tried to breathe through my mouth, but then I could taste the salami/BO combo. I opted to open the window and continue nose-breathing. Then of course I worry: now when I get off the bus, will I smell? I probably did. Oh, well.

Sarcasm May Be The Lowest Form Of Humour...

...But it's damn funny. I've been told (once or twice) that I can be quite amusing. I like to think it's largely due to my quick wit, but likely it's because I'm sarcastic and cynical. Lowest form...so does that mean it's unintelligible? I don't think so. I happen to find sarcastic people quite hilarious. That, and pelvic thrusts.

Impulse Buys are Not Always Bad

Well, sometimes they are. Like the time I bought a cat after walking by a petshop window at the mall. I named him Maximus, got really attached to the little furball, and then was told by the Olds (you know, parents) to "return him". So I did.
I wonder where Maximus is now? Or what sort of hideous name someone may have given him, like Buttons or Muffin.
I wonder.