You never know!

Every morning when I get off the train there's this man that plays his saxophone for all the commuters. He would sit in the same spot, every morning, with little inspirational quotes posted near him, his hat on the ground and a passerby or two would drop some cash in his hat, or stop to talk to him. Nothing out of the norm, really.

This morning when I got off the train I noticed a lot of people gathered around the area where Saxophone Guy would play; but he wasn't there. Instead were two copies of the same newspaper article taped to the wall and people were all crowded around these articles reading them. I didn't really stop to read said articles, but I glanced and noticed a picture of Saxophone Guy with the headline that read "APD Catches Killer." 

Say what?!?!

After talking to some co-workers and with the help of Google, turns out that Saxophone Guy has had a warrant out for his arrest. Apparently, he was wanted for the murder of his wife in the 80's, and over the weekend they finally tracked him down in San Francisco. Cah-ray-zee! 

I know the whole thing about "innocent until proven guilty" but it just goes to show that you really don't know the history and life of [what appear to be] everyday people. Saxophone Guy just seemed like a normal, older man. He appeared nice enough. Never would anyone have known that he was a fugitive.

And for the record, I'm kind of obsessed with murder mysteries and such. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, the I.D. channel is one of my favorites. So this whole thing intrigues me. 

Oh and if you're like me and you want to know more, here's a link to the whole story.

That is all.

Train of Characters

As you know, I ride the train to and from work each day. For the most part it’s not so bad because it gives me an hour each way to catch up on my reading. Plus, it also saves on having to pay for gas and parking; and it’s also good for the environment!

I tend to people-watch a lot, so riding the train seems to be the best way to get all the people-watching in that I could possibly want. I thought I’d share with you guys some of the people I’ve come across.

The first is a guy and a girl. I see them every morning because they get on the train at the same stop that I do. It is blatantly obvious that the guy is head over heels in love with the girl. However, the girl always talks about the guy(s) she’s dating. I feel bad for the boy. He just looks at her with these puppy dog eyes and he tries to play it off like he’s just her friend, but you can tell that he wishes their relationship was more than just friends. These two would really make a cute couple.

The other person is this man who has a mental disability. He is also on the same morning train as me. He has a somewhat different appearance, and at first glance people are a little put off by him in that sense, but he is really sweet. He says good morning to everyone that walks past him. He likes to talk about the Giants and the 49’ers. He’ll let you know if he got a new pair of shoes, and he’ll ask you no less than 587,421,258 questions. He’s quite endearing.

There are (what I assume) to be two sisters that are on my morning train as well. As soon as they step foot on the train both of them look so stressed. Pretty soon they get into a deep conversation which then turns into what appears to be an argument, and before you know it one is extremely mad and red-faced and the other is crying. They’re not arguing loud or anything, but because I like to stare people-watch, I notice all these things. I always say a little prayer for these sisters when I see them.

On my ride home from work there is an older lady who likes to place a napkin over her face to give her a little darkness so she can snooze until she needs to get off at her stop. I don’t quite understand her logic because the napkin is paper-thin and white. But whatever works, I guess.

There is another woman on my way home from work who likes to turn up the ‘V’ on her iPod and she belts out songs at the top. of. her. lungs! Mind you, this is when the train is at it’s fullest. But she doesn’t seem to mind. It’s pretty funny seeing people around her try not to laugh when she busts out with her rendition of “My Heart Will Go On.”

And there you have some of the “regulars” on my commute. I probably seem like a stalker, but I really do like to just watch people and wonder what they’re thinking, or what they’re dealing with in their lives that makes them the way they are. Are you a people-watcher too, or am I just weird? ;)

PS: Thank you all so much for the sweet comments on our engagement photos. You sure know how to make a girl feel special. :)

Nothing but love,