Good morning. On the 7:30AM into the City. I’m in the rear quiet car. It’s quiet. I’ve been home in the deep freeze. Lots of catching up at work.
Hey, I don’t know if the nine of you remember me mentioning a serious looking Indian fellow who had a perfectly square head, but that fellow is sitting one chair over and is napping quietly to the sway of the train car. His head is shaped like a large fluffy six-sided die. It’s just fascinating to behold. He wears a short cropped hairstyle, like a tight afro, which looks eerily like black moss growing on the top and the sides. Holy Mindscapes! It is possible that this fellow is a living embodiment of all the little Lego people my children play with! Wild!
Ok. This is new. There is a fellow who looks like an amalgam of John Kerry and Gary Hart. The new part is that he is carrying what can only be described as a man-purse. I don’t usually like taking photographs of my subjects, but I need some help identifying this fashion accessory.
It looks like it may be his lunch bag and is attached to his attache case. Very meterosexual! The only other color on him is a bright red scarf, a signal of power in these strangely ambiguous corporate dress-code times.
Also here are River Song as a blonde, Liev Schreiber, John Goodman, and Chris Hemsworth. All are armed.
Happy Wednesday. Safe travels.