Magical!

I awoke with a zit springing forth from between my eyebrows. Does that make me a unicorn?

I'm going with yes.

Forget it Sticky Buns, it's Chinatown

Upon exiting to Canal Street from the Downtown Local 1 train, I was greeted by a man with a big fat albino rat on his head, which nested comfortably atop his curly mane. The tail trailed down the back of the gentleman's head, pink and proud, while the rodents two tiny front paws gently patted its hosts forehead.


I could not help but stare, at which point the man tipped his head toward me in a stately bow, while his rat friend clawed to remain appropriately balanced.

What a perfect New York moment.