The Ekman is here.

4 weeks now of recording how long I have to wait in the morning for the subway. I now have 20 samples. 50% of the mornings I have to wait 5 minutes or more. (It is 5 minute traffic. The mean waiting time is 4 minutes.)

This investigation will continue.

On the vertical axis: number of occations.

On the horizontal: Waiting minutes.

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On my ride home by the subway yesterday more strange things happened. Yes I just missed
the train and had to wait 5 minutes but thats not the point this time. (I’m used to it.)

The newer subway trains is based upon seating. In a carrige when you enter a door there are two 4 seat locations on each side of the middle corridor, then a space (a hinge for easying up corners) where you can stand, then two sections of these 4 seatings. Then this archtecture is repeated.
I was standing in the hinge section on one side of the middle alley, while the other side was unoccupied. After one station this mother cami onto the train all dressed in clothes made out of natural fibres. A knitted hat and so forth. She was also wearing her child in a carrier on her front side. The kid was about 6 months to a year.

Her man was pushing a sitting baby wagon (sittvagn) and he was actually ‘normally dressed’.

She went in the hingesection opposite to me and pointed at me and her man sequentially while she said something to him. I didn’t hear what though I was listening loudly to Rolling Stones. After some chaotic seconds her man pushed the cart into me under her supervision , so I moved away in the opposite direction to the cart since that way was now blocked to the opening at the next doors. This opening was full of people so I had to increase the crowding with my presense.

This annoyed me so I looked at the door where this hippie couple entered. No surprise, It was almost empty.

Two stops later I could sit down close to my standing place facing the hippiecart and hippie mother who were now sitting. This made me wonder why she had to force me away. But whatever, she had a kid.

Mummy were kissing and hugging the kid for a couple of stations until the stop Slussen. A quite big station.
There she threw up a tit and started to feed the kid!

In the subway!

Thes perplexed me, but whatever. I wouldn’t have care if the kid were not interrested in eating. So the kid flailed with his/hers body while hippiemums (35-40 years old) tit did the same.

Now I got up, and moved away. I only had one stop until my station.

Cartman would have said: ‘I fucking hate Hippies’.

so the king bore his sheet over stockholm

I slept somewhat longer today to ensure that the maximum waiting time for the subway should be 5 minutes. Well, I had to wait 9 minutes…

For the latest three weeks I have written down my waitning time as indicated by the signalsystem in the subway. See the image below. On the horizontal axis the waiting time  is marked: 1 min, 2 mins, 3 mins, 4 mins and 5 mins. On the vertical the number of samples, (how many events…). I have recalculated the times into 5 min intervals for easier comparison, i.e. divided the 10 min samples with 2. 10 min is plotted as 5 min etc.

The old poet sang about freedom and democracy but with a plutocrat involved the song faded.

Discussed the new solo album by Paul Stanley and somewhat Genes solo. It becomes more and more obvious that Paul is Paul and Gene John.

Experienced the prestige with both the Branch and James yesterday evening after some beer and meat. Though was mine Holmes capabilities and storytelling knowledge too superior to really enjoy the event.

The dream faded and the world was unknown as time and why.

Yeah, the Moonboy left with Cloudgirl and now Hawkeye is only dreaming.