once again, my cinnamon bagel...

...tastes like some weird combination of onion and everything. lesson learned, i'm done with cin-raze bagels from the job cafeteria.

and in the WTF category: I struggled out of my front door this morning at 8:15, luggage in one hand, bursting garbage bag in the other, and what do I see? Not a rat, not a pigeon aka "rat of the sky," --but roaming down the sidewalk, actually, pacing is more like it, was a big white duck--possibly a sea gull (i'm a city girl, and not sure I know the difference).

Anyhoo, his feathers are ruffled and greasy, and it was clear he'd lost his way. I stopped and stared at him for a minute or two, asked "what are you doing here?" (he didn't answer,luckily), and contemplated how I could help the little guy--or gull (lol). But since I don't speak bird, and I don't know the neighbors well enough to ask if it belonged to anyone on my block, I just wished the duck luck (okay, i'll stop) and kept it moving. I truly hope no one eats him.

I passed a cop car on my way to the subway and actually considered telling him about the lost duck, but I'm 95% sure I'd get the "Who da fuck doo ya dink i yam--da ASPCA or sonthin, eh?" he looked a lot like this guy...only dirty and ruffled.