i could probably write a novel on all the strange things that happen on the new york city subway. but i won't. instead, i'll just tell you fellow online addicts (you are one, if you're reading this) of my unusual experiences.

i took the train as usual this morning (L to the 1 or 9) and found someone had spilt a bottle of beer on the floor of the subway car. it was 8:45 in the morning. that's just disgusting. on the other hand, someone was nice enough to let me know i was standing in the middle of it. i guess not all experiences are bad.