stopped in my tracks

Here are the top 3 highlights of my day yesterday:

1. The homeless guy who sat next to me on the N (who was high on crack? meth? both?) plugging his radio into the train and slurring along loudly to Madonna's "Crazy for You." After a few more slow jams, he told me, "You are a movie star! Your whole life is a movie and you are playing the lead role." Deep.

2. A pigeon on Potrero Ave. was pecking furiously at a large, crusted over pile of reddish brown puke that was heaved on to the wall.

3. The creepy man with gold tooth that complimented my woman's smile on the #22 bus and then immediately started yelling "Barbie! Barbie! Ju are fucking Barbie!"