Death can still come from above on your way to work

I live in Washington, D.C. and I take the Metro, our version of the subway. Think that’s boring? Your commute is never boring when there are birds of prey swooping down at you.

Some sort of big bird got its talon caught in the escalator of a D.C. Metro station recently. Rather than using the opportunity to kill off a beast that was no doubt circling, waiting to pounce on an unsuspecting commuter, the fire department freed the bird, which appeared to be OK.

This is why I am always on my guard. No matter where you live, you should be, too.

The McBournie Minute: The hazards of mass transit

If you’re like most Americans, you have at job. (In some cases, two jobs. Thanks, economy!) The only thing worse than work on a Monday is the process of getting to and from work everyday. Odds are if you live some place people want to live, you’re going to be dealing with plenty of other people hurrying to work.

At my last job, I did not have this problem. I worked five minutes away from my office. It sounds insanely short, but that is what happens when you live and work on an island. You can only drive so far before you either hit a bridge or water. It also came in handy because I worked as a reporter for the local newspaper. When something happened outside of work hours, (breaking news like fires, accidents and elementary school plays) I was there to make sure we got a picture. Continue reading The McBournie Minute: The hazards of mass transit