do i need a spleen? is it like an appendix?

i was riding in the back of the bus yesterday. ordinarily, i tend not to gravitate toward the back because one inevitably gropes other passengers in an attempt to avoid lasting injury. the journey seems then to descend into a series of embarassing and painful events in which the incompetent 'gringo' is thrown like a pinball from angular plastic seat to angular plastic seat. even all the tiny, wide-eyed mexican tots seem able to cling adeptly onto their mothers despite the nauseating trip. one of the circuitous routes yesterday gave me a sharp stinging sentation in my gut. i wonder if i can write 'speed bump' on my health insurance form?

the public buses are exceedingly ineffecient diesel monsters. where are al gore and a placard when you need them...

i love to take the bus when its so packed one cannot reach the driver - not least because the sardine-like conditions are more comfortable. in such cases, passengers boarding from the back pass their change forward through the crowd and a couple of minutes later, the change is dutifully returned with ticket. it's so fun! and such a sensible idea.