Love Train

Today, I went down the stairs to the pit of despair known as the 2nd Ave stop when it’s hot in the summer and there’s no trains waiting. And I was resigned to the fact that it was going to be packed. It was going to be sticky. And misery would love company because we all were going to be there. But instead?? There it was, like an old lover returning from some trip abroad. And passionate kisses as you embrace for the first time in weeks! My beloved V train! Was running again.

The V train is a wonderful train for 2nd Ave peeps because in the mornings, during rush hour, there’s always one there. So even when the F isn’t there, you can wait in a lovely air conditioned V till it arrives, or just take the V. The other secret about the V is that people are a bit xenophobic about the V. So less people take it. So there’s a better chance to sit down.

But for the past couple days because of brownout probs in Queens and the city, they shut down the V. And basically tripled the number of F train riders at that point. Making it the pit of despair previously described. Joyously, that is no more.
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I learned an interesting factoid recently that is surprising and shocking. Polly’s friend Gigi told me(she’s taking a class on statistics) when the weatherman says there’s a 30% chance of rain, it doesn’t mean that there’s a 30% chance that it will rain. What it means is there is a 30% chance that in the area you are at, that it will rain. Does that make sense? Like it means that in Manhattan it’s raining somewhere for sure. But there’s only a 30% chance that it will rain at one time where you are. And when it’s 90% than at any given time 90% of Manhattan is raining.

Isn’t that confusing? Isn’t that misleading? I guess that’s why they never explain that and we just act like there’s a 10% chance of rain period.
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Going to Shea Stadium for the first time since I’ve lived in NYC. This is really odd because for like six months when I first moved to New York, I lived in Flushing, right by Shea Stadium. But did I go? No. So the last time I went to Shea was like in 1988 when I saw David Cone pitch with basically that World Series team. Maybe I was waiting for the Mets to get good again. I feel like this year, if they had a subway series again, the Mets could beat the Yanks. That last Subway series was a joke. I remember watching at my (then) girlfriend’s place and she said to me, “Why are you bothering? They’re just going to lose.” She was right. But not THIS YEAR! It should be noted I’m a National’s fan now and we’re in last place. So she’s still right.