The thing about socializing

So it is happening my friends! after years of keeping to myself and going to sleep early for my following morning ashtanga practice I am finally balancing my life, and .... drum roll: "socializing"

The thing about socializing in NYC is that you must get on the subway, especially with the sub 0 temperatures that have been featured in our area lately.

The thing with getting on the subway is that you see things... wierd things.

These are three, which just have to be shared:

1) Friday 10 PM, N,R, uptown, Bleeker St, Station. There is a guy who has cut a piano in two (vertically sort of) so that he could bring it into the subway? it is definitely smaller but I truly have no idea how he brought it down. In any event, he plays heavenly, he belongs in Lincoln Center, but he is here now... nice.

2) Thursday 8:45 PM, downtown NR in between stations. A black man, very skinny comes into the train and announces he is looking for money so if we like what he does we can show him our luv. Then he proceeds to sing a southern tune with so much feeling I was mesmerized.

3) Monday 9:30 AM, 42nd street F train uptown, on the platform. (OK, maybe not socializing but rather "commuting"). There is this big black guy listening to his ipod (it is really loud so we can hear that he is listening to Frank Sinatra), he, in turn, is singing into some sort of what? Tape recorder? which modifies his voice and makes him sound like he is Lauri Anderson. The whole station can hear his amplified and electronic voice. It sounds cool, but you need words to speak out, so he repeats the words of Franky's song, not singing, just the words.

Only in New York... there is a reason why that phrase exists.