I can't figure out where these folks are coming from.

Seen on the Blue line this morning:

A tall skinny emo guy, in a candy-striped shirt and typical skinny, black jeans, sporting an ocean wave of a haircut... and holding a tiny kitten.

The Blue Line of Death. (Not like that this time, thank goodness.)

We got to Florence station this morning and the brakes started seizing up, grabbing after short intervals of forward motion and jerking us around rather spectacularly. When we got into the station and the driver opened the doors, he said:

“I’m having problems with the train so I’m going to turn it off for two minutes. Metro apologizes for the inconvenience.”

Needless to say, I was skeptical. I thought I was in for another long morning. But he turned it off. When the driver doesn’t touch the controls for a bit, the engines and A/C turn off (screensaver) and bit later, the lights and really the rest of the power goes off (sleep or auto-shut-down). He waited through this sequence and let us sit in the dark for about 30 seconds. Then he rebooted the train. It worked.

It’s like he hit “ctrl-alt-delete” or something. But I suppose the actual equivalent would be my favorite PC fix: unplugging the damn thing and starting over.