the sidewalk will soon launch you into Brooklyn

2008-03-27 10:19 a.m.

A few years ago, I told my brother Dave (not his real name) that work was moving me to Jersey City. He got all excited because I get to cross a state line twice a day. He has a thing for borders.

In practical terms it means I have two transit passes, I pay taxes and file in two states. My commute's not so bad on paper - I take one train, go upstairs, walk a block, cross a street, and take another train. Across a state line! Which is less exciting than it sounds. Also, both train rides, assuming the train comes quickly and isn't stuck in the tunnel, are only about eight minutes. Easy, right?

Except that crossing the street part takes a year. Zombie commuter army. Braaaaaaaains.


the worst part of my commute 1 of 3 from Jen Jen on Vimeo.

And now you know: I narrate my life inside my head. BE MORE POSITIVE.


the worst part of my commute 2 of 3 from Jen Jen on Vimeo.

Basically, I am a big whiner and I hate the PATH train.


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