As someone who goes between DC and NYC on Amtrak at least once a month, my basic reaction is “WTF?” The last thing Union Station needs is a cosmetic renovation. It’s significantly cuter, cleaner, more functional than almost all of the stations along the Northeast corridor. If you want to spend the money to upgrade the trains and tracks, great. But the building? What?
Seriously. Union Station is one of the better train stations in the US, in terms of being a place where I’ve been happy to be delayed. There is proper food, good shopping, and very little that needs to be changed. 30th Street in Philly is another one - not as much food and shopping, but boy is it gorgeous. Penn Station, on the other hand? Is a damn shame.
How ridiculous. Union is pretty much the best I’ve been to. And considering that I can’t even take the train anymore because the cheapest seats on the NE Corridor trains are regularly over $100, to spend money on a *station* is utterly illogical.
How about putting some benches in NY Penn Station? Is that so much to ask? Penn Station looks like a refugee camp half the time with people sitting on the floor and laying on the ground waiting for a train.
They got a goddamn Bojangles in there. Ain’t nothing needs to be done to that.
I don’t know who Big Sean is, but his ad on Pandora just sounds like he’s bored with himself and already regrets the decision to have everyone call him Big Sean.
"Hey listeners, uh… what are we doing? This is (sigh) Big Sean. Oh yeah, I guess you should listen to my station or whatever. I know you won’t, you’re listening to a station of bluegrass and mellow indie hipster folk, but they make me ask everybody. Can I go home now?"
“Every time I look in the paper now there’s an article about libraries or archives, or some town or college building a big new library. If they were getting rid of all the libraries because of the internet, I don’t think they’d keep talking about them.”—My mom, who finally gets it.
Upon your first perambulation of the city, Asheville will appear to be disproportionately peopled with the homeless, but a closer inspection will reveal that the dreadlocked masses huddled in the awnings and back alleys are all carrying laptops, and the impetus for their unwashed vagrancy isn’t a lack of shelter, but wifi.
“To my thinking, a great librarian must have a clear head, a strong hand, and, above all, a great heart. And when I look into the future, I am inclined to think that most of the men who achieve this greatness will be women.”—
He went on to say “… plus women should be fine at it because I don’t think librarianship will ever be intellectually rigorous in any way, and I can pay them half as much as a man. You could probably train a monkey or a foreigner to put things in numerical order, but no, we can still pay the women less.”
Y’all, it’s been a shitty couple of months to be a North Carolinian.
I think we need to take a minute.
Once it gets under 100 degrees out, let’s all set out on the porch with a Cheerwine and a Krispy Kreme, maybe some barbecue of your preferred geographical orientation, put on some James Taylor, and mainly just be glad we don’t live in South Carolina.