{"id":1745,"date":"2013-08-01T15:24:53","date_gmt":"2013-08-01T19:24:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/?p=1745"},"modified":"2013-08-01T15:24:53","modified_gmt":"2013-08-01T19:24:53","slug":"im-on-a-bus","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/?p=1745","title":{"rendered":"I&#8217;m on a bus"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Last week I was on a bus. A school bus.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/on a bus.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-757 aligncenter\" title=\"I'm on a bus. I know you can't see me but that is cuz I took the picture.\" src=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/on a bus.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Now this would not be something of note if I was, say, between the ages of 5 and 17. But at my age (ahem) this is a rarity. Well, it is infrequent to say the least. The last time I was on one was exactly 1 year and 8 days prior. I know because the dates were of note, well actually last year&#8217;s date was of note as it was my birthday and this year it was 8 days after my birthday.<\/p>\n<p>Anyways, the reason I am bringing this up was not really the fact that i was on the bus (or that i drank continuously for almost 8 hour after I got off of said bus) but it is beacause of this:<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/reset.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-757 aligncenter\" title=\"Reset. Oooh big red button. Well, regularly sized red button\" src=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/08\/reset.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"400\" height=\"300\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>Yes, that is a reset button. For what? you may ask. And I would not have an answer for you. And that is the thing I am really writing about.<\/p>\n<p>It was located at the back of the bus above the last seat on the left hand side. It&#8217;s placement seemed to be pretty random. In a position of little importance but possibly in the place of highest importance. Yes it was close the the rear emergence exit (that was tied close by a white nylon rope) by where the cool kid are (that is me!) but it was far away from people of authority you would possibly use said button.<\/p>\n<p>But what did it reset?<\/p>\n<p>Was it like the Omega 13? Did it rearrange the known universe to undo 13 seconds so that a mistake could be corrected?<\/p>\n<p>Did it reset the bus to factory settings? Gum stuck under the seat desolves into thin air, tears in fabric magically mend, windows are raised and closed by invisible hands.<\/p>\n<p>Maybe the bus is actually the Continumtransfunctioner in disguise and pushing the button ensure the safety of the universe for another millennium.<\/p>\n<p>Did it reset alarms set off by foolish students who would &#8220;accidentally&#8221; open the emergency exit at the back? I doubt it would be something so pedestrian.<\/p>\n<p>I really should have just pushed it to find out. But with my luck it was probably mislabeled and is really a self destruct button and I would not be around to tell you all about it.<\/p>\n<p>Alas, bit of me were strewn across the street, splattered on windows, or clogging drain pipes. So here you are reading about me being on a bus.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/icon-copy-profile.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignleft size-medium wp-image-40\" title=\"icon-copy-profile\" src=\"https:\/\/underbellyofsunshine.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2008\/10\/icon-copy-profile.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"75\" height=\"75\" \/><\/a>Tra<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Last week I was on a bus. A school bus. Now this would not be something of note if I was, say, between the ages of 5 and 17. But at my age (ahem) this is a rarity. Well, it is infrequent to say the least. 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