Ewwwww......
so, I was in Penn Station, walking on the concourse that connects teh Long Island Rail road to the 8th avenue subway, when I happened to look down towards my feet. don't know why, but I am so glad I did. I came thisclose to stepping on a dead mouse. yes, it was real -- I know what a deceased rodent looks like up close and personal. I live in the woods, after all, and cohabit with two feline family members. memo to the MTA: the rat poison is working, now please clean up the bodies.