The T

You know when you exchange phone numbers with someone and then neither of you ever call? CindyLou discusses what happens when you then run into that person on the T:

... I jostled my way into a crowded C-line train at Copley. It was cold out, the wind had been blowing me, I'm halfway sure my nose was running, and I was carrying loads of bags like a pack mule. In short, I look like a frazzled mess. At the next stop, people start filing on and I'm pressed against the windows trying to let them scoot by my massive load of stuff, when I catch someone's eye...could that be...ummm.... "Hey, I know you, don't I?" ...

Leslie and friends ride around on the new Silver Line waterfront extension, checking out all the new stations, like the one at the federal courthouse:

...It was quite elaborate with embossed metal panels, and a huge upper concourse with violet UFO-style lighting. The escalators go up to a bright, glass-enclosed entry kiosk. Since it was a holiday, there hadn't been much traffic on the further reaches of the line, but quite a few people actually got on at the Courthouse Station for the trip under the channel to South Station. ...

Charley on the MTA explains why it would make all sorts of sense for the T to raise bus fares to an even dollar (especially if they added a transfer system).