A Fist Full of Firsts

    First and foremost, and I'm finally finished with the freakin "f" alliterations :), I am dead tired. Lethargic is essentially the only way to describe me right now. But it was another schplendid day in the city! I finished getting the credentials I needed for some of the programs at work, so I could start doing things completely on my own. All day I stayed on top of the Casey Anthony trial...AGAIN! Oh my gosh, watching that is hands down better than an any reality tv I've ever seen--except MAAAAYBE Real Housewives of New Jerseys, cuz those ladies from the Dirty Jerz are just pure entertainment. But the trial is just so captivating, mostly, I guess, because it's just such a bizarre story. 

Setting Up for MOSs

    Anywho, today I got to go out with the associate producer to get some MOSs (man on the street). So basically I went out and interviewed people on the street. The coolest part was that the interviews were for a national package that one of the LA based reporters was doing on the USDA's new food pyramid and Michelle Obama's speech today and stuff. The package can be played by any affiliate across the country, so it's pretty dope that I got to do the interviews. And I was super excited, but totally played it cool like it was no big deal. Baaha. But I had a blast with Maria while we were out there trying to get people to talk. We were on the corner of Central Park West and 67th, right across from the park. She said they usually go to the opposite corner of the block, 66th and Columbus, but that's where the subway lets out and most people will not give you the time of day. Well, on our corner, most people still wouldn't give me the time of day. I eventually had to start cutting people off in their walk path so that they had to stop to atleast tell me no, versus just rushing past as if I wasn't there. During one of the interviews I did, and one of the three that was used, this old man came up, and since I was interviewing, he went to talk to Maria by the camera and I guess he wanted to talk to. Granted, this man didn't know what the subject was or anything, but he wanted to talk. Hah, he was quite ancient, and as soon as he started talking, he reeked of alcohol, but it was comic relief. 

New Age Food Pyramid

    Then, on the way home, I decided to get off the A at Port Authority to go lollygag around Times Square. As I was walking down 42nd St, I ran into my friend Calvin from school. Super random. I don't know how he spotted me, but I was glad he had. The part that interests me more though is the fact that if he hadn't seen me, and I certainly hadn't seen him, then we would've rushed right past each other without our paths ever crossing today. Like in the movies when the two protagonists are so close, yet seemingly so far. Hah, I think that stuffs cool. 

Time Square Today

   After a bit, I finally headed home, and it just seemed to take ages. While waiting for one of the trains, I saw my first subway rat. GUUH! But I was so tired and lethargic that I didn't even freak out as I assumed I would've at the first sight of a rat. Granted, this rat wasn't quite the size of a small puppy as I had assumed it would've been. It was more the size of a ferret, or big stuffed animal lol. Vomit! But then I saw a second one, and I just instantly felt so dirty and grimy. 

Walking Back to the Subway

    But on the subway, most of the seats were taken and at the next stop this younger guy got on with his daughter, and she was so cute. And this older man was sitting across from me on a 3-seater, he was on one end, and another lady was on the other end, with the middle empty. The dad and daughter walked on and were just going to stand, and the little girl was holding on to a strap from her dad's bag, so as not to get lost. And the older man stood up to allow both of them to sit down. And it was just so nice because he could have just offered the seat in the middle, but he realized that they were a 2-for-1 deal, so he got up and found another seat. And I could see on the dad's face once he sat down that he really hadn't expected that man, or anyone, to do that, and he was grateful for it. Cheesy, but it was a pleasant reminder that there are good people in the world.