This morning's commute was like no other.

I got on the bus, and the driver said "Don't worry about the fare . . . " to me and the other passengers getting on board.
Strange, I thought.
As we crossed the bridge heading towards Oakland, made a right onto Forbes and approached the merger of Forbes and Boulevard of the Allies, we were forced to stop. Two cars in front of my bus was the police motor cycle blocking traffic for
the fallen firefighters funeral procession that was just coming into Oakland.

Firetrucks . . . and firetrucks,

and firetrucks,

and firetrucks.

and firetrucks,

and firetrucks,

and firetrucks,

and firetrucks,

streamed by with lights a-flashing, adorned with black banners, black wreaths, black cords, and uniformed firefighters.

There must not have been a single district, borough, township, or municipality that didn't send a representative truck or engine. Folks from Ohio were there. It was nearly thirty minutes of continuous emergency vehicle parade. I thought this was every little boys dream, a half-hour parade of firetrucks, every shape size and color.


Truly a sight to behold how firefighters honor their own. Be proud of the men and women who protect us an come to our aid in times of need.

Viceland has some dumb stuff, but the dos and donts make it worth checking out once a month, and this article on Canada is totally worth reading. Especially if you know anything about Canada or ever went there.

The Bata Shoe Museum in Toronto, Ontario is supposed to be pretty cool. A guy I chat with on the bus some mornings told me about visiting there with his SO/GF this past week on Spring Break. I think you shoe freaks should go check it out.

A good weekend this past one... talking like Yoda, mmm? I saw La Jetee and San Soleil at the Melwood. You can still check out this double feature tonight....

I saw My Architect last night, and although it was a little rough in spots, it was good.

St Patricks Day stuff in Market Square was fun, as usual. Hungout at Becko's place afterwrds, with a bunch of cool folks. and no hangover yesterday, very cool, no headache, nausea, just a little stupid was all.

Please say a prayer or take a moment for reflection for the fallen firefighters. Charles Brace was the dad of Chuck Brace, an alumni from my fraternity.