Overheard on Muni

Forgot to post this tidbit from last weekend:

Teen girl exiting train to friends: Bye! I'll call you after I drug the cat!
—Muni L train, San Francisco

I do hope that's a euphemism for something.

Vagrant of the Day

Vagrant guy, rapping on his head: Hey! I don't have a fucking side of my head! It's all titanium and plastic!

Yeah, I'm thinking that Vagrant of the Day will have to be a recurring post. I keep overhearing thes pearls of (hobo) wit and (gutter punk) wisdom, yet, because these gems are dropped on the streets of Berkeley, I can't submit them to either Overheard in New York, Overheard in the Office, Overheard at the Beach, or Overheard at College (which, let's face it, are the originators and really the best quality overheard sites).

Worst. Star Wars Conversation. Ever.

Make sure you've recently hit the bathroom before reading this last entry-- I nearly wet myself this morning.

Interestingly, she managed to report the plot fairly accurately. What does that tell us about George Lucas?