Bucket List

WoooHooo ... i can check an item off my bucket list today.

i like to think of myself as an activist, but i know i can do more. But since the Bush sr. years, i have always wanted to be pepper sprayed. Like a badge of honor.

Today, while wheeling myself onto the bus, a guy at the backdoor was upset that someone waved to his girlfriend, so he pepper sprayed the back of the bus. It wasn't until the driver had me strapped in that people started freaking out. People were rushing off the crowded bus, coughing and trying not to rub their eyes. And there i was , strapped into the bus, my already weak lungs (from numerous bouts with pneumonia) started being affected and i started to cough. The driver was busy calling for medical treatment for people who took in most of the pepper spray.

Finally i was able to get off the bus, everyone standing outside coughing as we waited for the next bus. This one skater Asian dude and i were having a personal laugh, because before we got onto the first bus, i had commented how nice his cologne was. Now, thanks to the pepper spray, it's clung to our clothing.

Fun times.