A not-so-funny thing happened on the way to The Salt House. I was on the 38 and passing the time with my usual crossword when this lady across from me starts up a conversation. She was actually a male who identifies as female, if you want to get technical. She was wearing short shorts, a tank top, and false eyelashes. She had a little chihuahua and she was playing with it. Her tone was just a few octaves above what any sane person might use, so that was my first clue. I smiled at her and she started to tell me about her dog, how expensive he was to care for. I told her that "they pay us back though in other ways," which was the only thing I... More >>>