tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post6170340540792777569..comments2012-08-09T23:41:28.982+10:00Comments on Her Beauty and Her Terror: Ode to the 7:06Shannonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06303920698140795701noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-69764163799971176212011-03-24T08:56:06.801+11:002011-03-24T08:56:06.801+11:00Best thing about the Rattlers was holding the door...Best thing about the Rattlers was holding the doors open with your foot and riding with the breeze on your skin....these days..."oh the horror..oh the danger". We have become so soft ;)Research Geekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03679589516701379006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-17925261098283890492011-03-22T12:40:02.238+11:002011-03-22T12:40:02.238+11:00Red Rattlers! OH yeah. And you have to admit that ...Red Rattlers! OH yeah. And you have to admit that if it wasn't a sweltering day, they had much comfier seats than the silver trains or the crappy Tangaras.Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06303920698140795701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-14138060377959309472011-03-22T11:47:36.946+11:002011-03-22T11:47:36.946+11:00Oh to be reminded of the dreadful silver bullet, i...Oh to be reminded of the dreadful silver bullet, it also reminds me of the days of the 'red rattlers' of the past, young in high school on the way home after school, sprinted for the beast and then sweltered away in it. oh so happy to be free at the next stop.<br /><br />Now as I am ever so grateful for my car, my only recent memories involving trains are of a friend entertaining me with her tales of catching the wrong ones. ;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-25722367613814618642011-03-22T07:39:58.474+11:002011-03-22T07:39:58.474+11:00well done hun.. mwah
its great. kriswell done hun.. mwah<br />its great. krisAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-41412202446135789822011-03-22T06:41:49.292+11:002011-03-22T06:41:49.292+11:00Love it!!! Especially the part about the standers ...Love it!!! Especially the part about the standers and what defeats them... I also love watching people and trying to guess where they'll sit (Lisa as you know there is an etiquette involved as to which is the "correct" seat to sit in when you have a choice). I haven't taken a kite on the train, but I've taken (several) bags of groceries, a kitten in a box, and probably another fifty equally annoying things. :)Shannonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06303920698140795701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-88152419352695656802011-03-21T22:02:59.709+11:002011-03-21T22:02:59.709+11:00lol...it was me with the kite btw! (bad move..neve...lol...it was me with the kite btw! (bad move..never again) And btw you have no real train experience and thus can not possibly understand the hidden intricacies within this poem....:PResearch Geekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03679589516701379006noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4233553492941290333.post-44545372398050106812011-03-21T21:57:26.518+11:002011-03-21T21:57:26.518+11:00your post interupted my study.. thank you for that...your post interupted my study.. thank you for that<br /><br />I liked the bit about kites but the rest was good tooT-Bonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02208790822496254189noreply@blogger.com