All for the low, low price of $2.00

This morning's train ride included a gentleman serenading the passengers of my car with a song for some change. He was a really good singer. And much more pleasant to listen to than the mariachi band.

Tonight on the way home there was a man on the 42nd Street platform walking back and forth saying words not particularly fit to print on this blog. Combined with the crazy that bum-rushed the door to get on the train, you really can't ask for better entertainment AND a ride home for only $2.

T-Shirt of the Day

Today on the subway there was a young man with a graphic printed t-shirt on. This is not any different than any other day or any other t-shirt, until you start breaking down the actual graphic on the shirt. And boy was it graphic.... The words read "Enjoy Life. Eat Out More Often." I'll see if I can't dig up a photo, please know that it will definitely be NSFW.

Hot-Hot-Hot

Today in NYC it is hot. And I don't just mean warm, I mean hot. And sticky. And nasty. And about as gross as possible.

It's the kind of day that makes you wish you had central a/c and a swimming pool to help keep cool.

public transportation sanitation

I really don't think that brushing your hair falls into a 'sanitary things to do on the train'. Not to mention it's just kind of gross.

There are no saved spaces

To the guy standing in the parking space in front of our building last night. There are no saved spaces dude. This is Brooklyn, first-come, first served. And my car was there first.

You could put a Mack truck in that space

Really...it took you over 10 minutes to parallel park that minivan this morning. Turn the wheel when your rearview mirror passes the back end of the car in front of you. Works every time. I promise.

Not a Mohawk, not a Hare Krishna

But rather some sort of rather bizarre bump of hair on the back of some guy's head today walking across East 30th Street. David Ann was with me and he couldn't figure it out either. Maybe it was a handle?

A reminder for everyone

Please keep your knees together on the subway. Boys - your winkie is NOT that big; Girls - no one needs to see up your breezy summer skirt.

Mork from Ork

While sitting at dinner tonight some chick walked by with an outfit that included silver moon boots. I would have felt more comfortable with the whole thing if I had a hanging egg chair.

Pick up your heels

Really. I could hear you a block away clunking your way towards the subway this morning. Let's all practice walking like upright man was designed...heel-toe, heel-toe.

Not to mention you are ruining the backs of your shoes walking on them like that.

Pickin' and Grinnin'

To the old man on the subway this morning, the next time you need to pick your nose please use a tissue. That way you won't have to pick and flick or better yet - as you did - pick and eat.

People, whether you are picking on the subway or in your car...we see you. So stop it.

Special Shout Out

To my friend Missy who made this blog for me so that I could chronicle my morning commute (trust me, it won't be limited to just my mornings) and all the sights in NYC. Make sure to cruise over to Missy's blog (http://full-meridian.blogspot.com/) and help her out by making a purchase through one of the links on the right hand side of her blog. I really don't know how it all works - let's face it, I still refuse to answer call waiting - but a portion of your purchase goes to her and she's a well deserving Ph.D. student, so help a girl out!

David Ann's Shoe Fetish

David Ann just called me to inform me that he has on two different shoes. No, it's not like he has on the blue and black version of the same shoe; David Ann is sporting one black shoe that has about 6 lines of distinctive white stitching up the front of the shoe while the other is plain black.

And yes, he went to court this way.