August 08, 2006

Bag drag

I was pulled aside again today for a random bag inspection on the subway. This makes three times. I must be part of some control group, don't 'cha think? Or maybe the NYPD needs the practice and likes to break in new recruits with me. Either way, it caught me in one of my frequent bad moods as I had just missed the train and I had not had any coffee yet.

I'm not sure what it is that makes me such an appealing target for this, but I assume it must be related to my apparently irresistible allure to all manner of insane street life. Perhaps it is a variation on that. Either a refinement or a mutation. You decide.