Yes, bloggers and writers, you can send in your As I Sat On The Bus contributions via the Comments section. Please do. And I hope you’ve taken notice that Bumba has expanded the range of permissible entries. First person, second person, third person, all of them are allowed. Past, present, future! It’s all a great open field! Already Bumba has expanded the permissible place of action for the As I Sat On The Bus story to include trains and any and all sorts of public transportation – including trolleys, moving sidewalks and L.A.-to-San Francisco-in-35-minutes pneumatic tubes.
However this one is on the bus again and ends (not starts) with the phrase As He Rode The Bus To Work. This little verse/story may be a bit shallow, even dull (I admit it), but at least it’s brief. Good luck on the bus. Good luck on the trains. Good luck in those pneumatic tubes!
Finally ordered at work to use the computer for all his notes,
Ralston lamented the loss of the good old days.
Cut and paste had taken over.
People thought differently, less deeply about things
It was sad
It wasn’t an improvement
No more written words
Ralston lamented the loss of the good old days
As he rode the bus to work.
An Occasional Story or Magazine 
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This story is coming along nicely, Gabriella
Where the hell are you?
Do you mean in what city do I photograph these lovely buses? Los Angeles
Rode bus #12 for 12 years to go to school from my home in another city in another country, on another continent. same bus, though, isn’t it?
The 12 bus runs from Fordham Road to Pelham Bay, Orchard Beach in the Bronx.
It also runs from Venissieux to Place Bellecour in Lyon 🙂
C’est tres bien la bas. On faudrait voyager en autobus. Pour ecrire. Pour….pour me another glass.
;-)) Good one Bumba. Bonne blague !
Riding a bus defeats writers’ block every time.