Here’s something you don’t see every day: someone sunbathing at 8:15 AM on a train platform. Oh, and it was 33 degrees. It’s one of those things that slides past the window and there isn’t even time for a double-take. From the .863 seconds I saw, I think it was for some kind of artistic photo shoot. Not even enough time to yell at those crazy hippies.
My laptop blew up on the train ride in this morning. There’s nothing that can put me into a cold sweaty panic faster than the threat of nothing to do on the train. Seeing as I don’t sleep on trains (will be told in a separate post) its my own version of what Hell must be: endless time with nothing to occupy it. Luckily, my mother-in-law’s Sudoku book provided enough distraction until we reached the station. Close call…
Posted by Mike 