Last Friday I was out drinking ... er, ... carousing, um, I mean hanging out with some friends in SLO, and wound up catching the last bus heading north around 8:30. Yeah we're PARTY ANIMALS like that! Anyway, there were maybe five of us late-nighters on the the 9 Local. It was the emptiest I've ever seen a bus, and quite peaceful. Most of us were snoozing or reading (like me) and one guy up front was gently playing his acoustic guitar. It was probably the most relaxing ride I've ever had even though I didn't get a nap!