Today was the 13th annual no pants subway ride. Why would anyone want to ride the subway without wearing pants? I have absolutely no idea. I have seen unspeakably disgusting things happen on the subway and quite frankly I really wonder why we all aren’t riding the subways in HazMat suits. My dog walking buddy who moved to Maine, Charlie, wouldn’t even sit on the subway even if he had an opportunity to sit, nor would he hold on to the poles. Obviously he was very good at balancing and would stand the whole way back and forth to work. I will always grab a seat if I get one, but I make sure that any body part that is touching any part of the subway is fully covered. I am not a germophobe by any means and fully believe that kids need to get a little dirty when playing outside and don’t need to be purelled every five minutes. Based on my vast medical experience I believe this is why most people of my generation have few allergies and the young kids today are allergic to everything. On second thought, maybe all the young’uns should go for a no pants subway ride to increase their ability to fight off allergies and build up immunities.
The polar vortex arrived in NYC last week. It was in the 50’s in the morning and the next morning it was 6 degrees. Now I’m not complaining because I know it was brutally cold and snowing in other parts of the country. The Husband wonders if nine months from now there will be kids being named “Vortex”.
The painting above is the start of a lake-side scene in Prospect Park. I’m trying some new colors that I don’t normally use. I’ll keep you posted.