They are out to get me!

I got an old style lirr train today. It's been a long time since I've been on one. I rediscovered how much more comfortable the seat architecture of these old trains is for naptime.

So the question begs... Why would they change it?

Another one...

Dear idiot man,

The wannabe thug look is extra stupid when you try to execute it with a suit. Suit pants are not meant to hang off your thighs.

My eyes may never recover.

You suck.

No love,

Your long suffering superior being.

Karma

Idiots just got told by the conductor. And, like the maturity level they have thus far displayed, they immediately pointed fingers at each other. "He did it!"

Ah sweet silence.

Mental letter... For now...

Dear bunch of drunk men on the train,

Your very loud yammering, obnoxious comments and that thing you think is flirting but is really just pathetic are not, in fact cute. And if you can predict that you will be kicked off the train then trust me when I say that the rest of us are holding our breaths, waiting for it.

Please go away now before I snap.

No love,

The woman trying to explode your heads with her mind.

Dear idiot woman who thinks she's flirting with the super drunk bunch,

You're encouraging the stupid. If karma doesn't get you, I will.

No love,

The cranky traveler.

PS to all of you, threatening to kick people in the balls is not funny.

Aliens redux

Maybe it's not just my imagination... Got stuck in a possessed elevator in the Court building... They're after me...

Because, aliens

My imagination might need curbing.

I discovered a small wound on my knee last night that I probably got from knocking myself into the door or the credenza or the dresser or...you get the picture.

This morning I am contemplating if it is the remnants of an alien probe or a government dart.

Good goods, I need help. Or chocolate. I vote chocolate.

Breakfast

Dear backwards cap guy,

Not only are your fashion choices highly dubious, but you also sat next to me and proceeded to chomp on what appeared to be a bacon, egg and cheese on a roll.

I'm trying to eat sensibly and the smell of cheesy bacony goodness is. Not. Helping.

I highly recommend you sit next to someone else next time. And turn your hat around.

No love,
Your cranky bench mate.