Not quite new car smell...

This morning, my BART car had these little stickers all over it when it pulled up:

Naturally, I'd assume this meant nice new seats, but I think it was more of a temporary fix to the decades-old cloth ones, that often had big stains (yikes) and broken springs. However, these new seats are more like cheap vinyl taped to a worn out cushion. It's like toilet seat-protectors: it might look cleaner but the same crap is underneath. Same basic seats, just a little shinier:

Nice try, BART, but I'm still waiting for the new cars you're buying in like 10 years. Interesting fact: did you know that BART has the oldest fleet (of cars) in the country?


Nolan and I were thinking we'd have an awesome relaxing evening yesterday, and then we ended up doing some major spring cleaning. We went through all of our storage in the garage, and threw away massive amounts of stupid stuff. Including a 24-pack of baked beans that expired like 2 years ago. Why we carted that here from SF, I'll never know. Plus, we don't even eat baked beans. The upside to all the work was that we now know where everything is, and if we move anytime soon, all we'll literally have to do down there is carry out plastic containers. And it's fun to rediscover stuff. We were thrilled to recover our mullet wigs and rubber Obama mask.