Pretty Good For A Change

I found out at the last minute that I needed to go to the bank. This was pretty unexpected as I thought the day for me would be all work. I quickly rush out of the house so I can make it down by 3. I have a quick rant I must share with all of you.

I am sick of my bank being open to 6PM M-F. Why would I complain about that you ask? The reason I am is because cash deposits at a teller do not count the same day if made after 3PM. So in instances like today, I had to run out of the house frantically so I could make it to Midtown by 3.

A cash deposit at a teller should count immediately! Actually with the technological advances in this world, all cash deposits at an ATM or teller should count immediately! I get more annoyed when I pass by 3 banks walking towards the train. The most pathetic thing is how it is easier to get to the Midtown versus a branch in my borough!

Ok I bet you are wondering how the title has anything to do with this entry. Believe me when I tell you it does. I’m done digressing so I will comment on the main point I am trying to make. I usually take the 6 EXP back home. Unfortunately the initial express run between 3rd Ave./E. 138th St. & Hunts Point Ave. crawls.

Today for the first time in ages, the initial run felt like a true express run. I admit for the first 30 seconds it seemed it would be slowness as usual. However I was pleasantly surprised & would give the commute back home an A+!

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Where Is Everyone?

I had no plans for this past Friday (09/22/06). However at the last minute I ended up hanging out with my best friend Dawn. She was curious if I would be interested in going to the San Gennaro Festival in Little Italy. Since I had been busy working, I thought it would be a good time for a break.

My departure was much later then I originally expected. I left my house sometime after 7:30 & made a brief stop to pay my cell phone bill before I boarded the 6. I got upstairs & the 6 came in under 2 minutes & off I was to Canal St. I boarded the first car & was on my way. As I was listening to music on my mp3 player, I felt something seemed strange.

The strange feeling that took over me was the fact that this train was quite empty. I started thinking to myself, where is everyone? It is a Friday night in the city that never sleeps & this train hardly has anyone on it. I knew the train had not reached Manhattan yet but usually it has a decent crowd on it prior to 125th St.

As the train approached each station, I noticed the lack of crowds at each station. I really started to wonder what was happening when stops like 86th St., 77th St., & 68th St.-Hunter College had lighter crowds than usual.

Eventually the train started to get crowded but I couldn’t help but feel something seemed out of place. I got to Canal St. & was on my way. I never will know why the crowd was so light. However if I had a guess I would say it was because of Rosh Hashanah. If this is the case well damn there a lot of Jews who ride the 6!

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Show A Little Class, Will You!

September 20, 2006 was a day I had been anxiously awaiting. On this night I would be heading to Coda to see my friends Dayglow take part in the boot camp for Bodog’s $1,000,000 Battle Of The Bands contest. The night was quite entertaining as I saw some good music with Dayglow being the best of course! Eventually the night would come to an end & I would start to head home.

So it is after 1AM in the morning & I’m on the 6 train heading home. The ride was going well until 2 people got on with 3 children. What was the problem with this? They were pushing these 3 kids in 2 different carriages! We all know how much aisle & seat space one carriage takes up. I’m sure you can imagine how much space 2 takes up!

I felt bad for the passengers who could not sit down because of the space taken up by the carriages. I’m sorry but people need to exercise common sense & carry these carriages folded up! How much of a selfish bastard must one be to take up space from other paying customers? However this wasn’t the only reason I was annoyed at the parents.

The 6 train has a good amount of ridership during the overnight hours. One pattern I have always noticed is no matter how packed the train is, the passengers are usually quiet. The passengers who are loud tend to be your typical Manhattan residents between 20 & 30. When they are long gone, the train usually still has a good sized crowd but of people who are quiet. I feel this is usually because they are mostly tired & want to get home.

I assume the father never got the status quo memo as he was extremely loud the entire time. What made it worse was the fact he was using a lot of vulgar language. How classless must you be to curse in front of your children? I tried listening to some music but kept finding myself picking up some of his rants.

One of his rants had him say “I told this woman to take her fucking child, wait let me not say that she is my daughter”. I now assumed if the 3 kids there were his, one of them was with another woman that wasn’t who he was with. I’m not surprised as you could just tell he was another classless ghetto fuckup.

The look of disgust on my face told the story of how I felt. Yes, he stopped himself from continuing what he was going to say. However this doesn’t change the fact that he should have never even though of saying something classless like that. This is what happens when immature idiots knock up other immature idiots. However this wasn’t the last thing that irritated me about the parents.

The last part that annoyed me was the lack of attention they were paying to the kids. The daughter he originally was commenting on was sitting in her own carriage. She looked at peace & was being fairly quiet. The other carriage had two children one behind the other in it. The second child was playing with an adapter & trying to bite it. The child also was hitting herself with it repeatedly. However these two idiots were so wrapped up in their conversation to even notice.

Thankfully these idiots got off but I could not stop thinking about the unfortunate parents those kids had. It was quite obvious that these kids had a long road ahead of them with these two at the helm. As I saw them get off, I could only hope they find a way to be ok before it is all said & done.

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Say Hello To The R160B

August 17, 2006 was the historical debut of the R160B in revenue service. The N was the chosen line to start day 1 of the 30 day revenue run test. The hoopla of this historical event was quite obvious judging by all the posts on various message boards.

I will be the first to admit, I spent my fair share of time reading through all the posts. The biggest question wasn’t how it would do but more so when & where would the debut actually start? The debut time was up in the air but thankfully some solid information was provided.

All signs pointed to the debut starting at 57th St./7th Ave. approximately around 9:30 in the morning. I really wanted to ride & photograph the first trip. However as I stayed up longer & longer the chances became slimmer & slimmer. I eventually got to sleep sometime around 2 or 3 AM on the 17th. I got a few hours of sleep & woke up around 9:30 or so.

When I woke up, the first thing I did was visit some of the forums to check out reports, pics, & any last minute info. Thankfully among the many posts, I found one with information that was useful. Rich posted info oh his luck chasing down the R160. One of his last posts mentioned it was on the Manhattan Bridge heading towards Coney Island. Once I read that, my plan of action went into motion.

The first thing I did was look at the time. The second thing I did was pick a good location I could catch the R160. I decided on the 39th Ave. stop as my choice within minutes. Since the train was heading towards CI, I knew I had quite a bit of time to catch it at 39th Ave. going back to Astoria-Ditmars Blvd.

I started to get ready but took my sweet time doing so. Since I can get to the 39th Ave. stop in under 40 minutes, I had no reason to rush. So I start my journey for the day with all my essentials in tow. The plan was to photograph the N & W while waiting for the R160B. Unfortunately even with taking my time arriving, I still had plenty of time to kill.

So I arrive at 39th Ave. & go to the back of the AstoriaDitmars Blvd. bound platform. This is my favorite part of the station to shoot from. Many trains came & went while I shot away. While I was shooting I enjoyed some music & was texting away on my phone. I was starting to wonder when this train would come & prayed it didn’t finish its run for the day. However my worrying about only that detail soon came to an end.

I was approached by 3 idiotic MTA employees who have no idea what their own company rules are. So tell me again why do these idiots have jobs? I am not going to go into too many details but put it this way, my complaints of my treatment were more than valid. Hopefully this situation is resolved to my satisfaction when it is all said & done.

Thankfully I did not let the employees ruin my excitement for the day. I did not get any oncoming shots at 39th Ave. but I figured I could get them another time. I rode the train to Astoria-Ditmars Blvd. & took some interior shots there. I then did a “c.o.t.” to Coney Island. I followed that up with a “c.o.t.” back to Astoria. I rode it back down to Coney Island just so I could take the ride in & finally get some pictures.

Overall the ride was really nice & people seemed impressed about the whole experience. I made a few comments on the 60th St. run which can be seen in the 2 “c.o.t.’s”. I think the MTA hit a PR home run with the R160B’s to regular riders. However I’m sure they didn’t do as well with railfans who are not looking forward to standard stock all over the system.

In the end, all the hoopla & unfortunate harassment was well worth it. I hope it was the same for every other railfan out there.

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Talk About Creepy

Thankfully this entry is short as if it wasn’t, I would be in trouble. The story in this entry took place on May 24, 2006. I’m finally blogging about it on September 18th! I promise it will be different this time around! However I have spent enough time blabbing so lets gets to it.

I remember being dead exhausted on the night of May 24th. However I decided to go see my friend Winona play with her new music project “Childress” at the Zebulon Cafe Concert. The Zebulon Cafe Concert is located in the north side of Williamsburg. The best & most direct route would be to the 6 to 14th St/Union Sq. followed by the L to Bedford Ave.

The commute was going quite well as I got to 14th St/Union Sq. in no time. I went downstairs for the L & walked to the back of the Canarsie bound platform. The train arrives a few minutes later & I’m on my way. I got in the last car which was packed to no surprise so I leaned up against the doors.

I noticed a short & skinny white man who looked creepy. When I mean creepy, I am talking about the type who spend most of their time viewing child porn, jerking off in public, etc….. I took one glance & just knew in my heart he was that sort of guy. I know one shouldn’t judge & I’m the first to say as such. However I trust my instincts very much.

While the train was moving, I noticed he spotted a young attractive female. He must have liked what he saw as he was quickly looking to pull out his disposable camera. The creep finally gets it out & without trying to disguise it, snaps a picture of the female.

The riders around the scene seemed shocked he would do that for no reason. I am a photographer so that didn’t strike me as odd. The look in his eyes like he couldn’t wait to worship the picture is what got me thinking.

I felt bad for the female as she clearly was thinking the same thing I was. She looked so stunned & was rendered speechless. However the look of nervousness on her face displayed like an open book. The woman looked like she couldn’t wait to get off the train. I wanted to say something to her but I thought better of it.

I am sure we know what ended up happening with that guy & picture. One can only hope for the woman that the picture mysteriously didn’t come out. If that did happen, it couldn’t have happened to a more deserving guy.

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