One More Weekend of Subway Suck

It's Friday afternoon.  I have nothing exciting to report to you, so I am being a useful pseudo-editor in Erica's absence, and reminding you that F/G folks have no trains for one more weekend.  Sit tight, Slopers.  As bitter as I am about our fake trains, this dude who had a sharpie in the 15th Street station this morning takes the rage cake.

I leave you to enjoy your sex- and/or baby-filled weekend with this fun fact: This is what the Culver viaduct is.  Apparently its proper name is not "The place people hold obnoxious cell phone conversations/where I unnecessarily check my email before I get off about twenty-five seconds after we go back underground."