a note from the bus

A friend of mine takes the bus daily to Tacoma, which is also a pretty crummy commute. We alternately commiserate and compete for bad (or sad) commuting stories. A few weeks ago she told me this gem:

I was on the bus in the morning, drinking coffee, staring out the window when I noticed that insurance ad that references The Brady Bunch, with a large picture of the Brady's house.* So, I started thinking about their house and the show and I realized that there's no way that the house in which the show was filmed could look like the one shown from the street.

The friend then went on to describe the architectural features of the inside house that didn't match up with the outside house. I think it involved the outside house being a split-level, but I tend to gloss over when people use architectural terms, so I may be wrong. Anyhow, the point of the story as it relates to this blog is that when you have a long commute you have far too much time to sit and think about everything, over and over and over again. Yet another thing you people with a reasonable commute have over those of us who less than reasonable commutes.


* The ad she was referring to was this one from American Family Insurance: