subway reading book:
Anything that’s buy one, get one half off at Borders, really. That’s how I shop. But other criteria: Paperback, lightweight, easy to put down if necessary, but engrossing enough to make you lose yourself in the story. A bit of history or factual information is good if you’re in the right mood. Make sure to have humor or lots of killing (but not too graphic, because train sway plus nausea is NOT a good combo). And make sure you don’t mind ripping the pages by accident so don’t bring your first edition Winnie-the-Pooh.

subway television show:
This is my guilty pleasure show that I found on iTunes flukily, so please don’t laugh at me. It’s called Mistresses. And it is fucking ADDICTIVE. It’s about four women who are best friends. One is married to a man who can’t have babies, but she is suddenly pregnant with her assistant’s baby. One was the mistress of a man dying of cancer who she helped die then took up his son as her lover until he found out the truth. One is the widow of a man who went missing on 9/11 but who she has found out had a mistress after receiving a lot of money for her husband’s 7-year loss, a son with said mistress, and HOLY FUCKING SHIT HE’S STILL ALIVE (as in, he faked his death then sent his mistress to nag his wife into giving her 1/3 of the money). One is the girl who shags all men worth her 5 minutes but she has recently tried out a lesbian encounter and fallen in love with the woman she helped plan a wedding to said woman’s female love of her life (and now the two are seeing each other on the side). This is episode 5, people, and all of this has happened. American TV has NOTHING on the Brits. It’s best viewed on my iPod touch while riding the F (for Fuck) train. Dawggy, now you know what I watch but won’t tell you about. :smiles:

subway human interaction:
Certainly NOT the elbow grope I got Monday night by the homeless man collecting change in his coffee cup. I have a lot of compassion for people in need. I have zero compassion for men who rub up against women in the subway under the guise of needing pocket change. I physically removed that man’s elbow from my boob. He looked at me. I did not look at him. He moved on and totally groped the next lady’s entire head with his chest. Disgusting.