The F Train Follies: Blech!

There was a highly disturbing story in the Brooklyn section of the Daily News today brought to my attention by the good folks at Gothamist. Yesterday afternoon a man and his very preggers wife boarded a Manhattan bound F train enroute to Bellevue Hospital.

By the time the train was under the East River, it was obvious the couple weren't going to make the full commute. As soon as the train entered the East Broadway stop, the man escorted his wife off the train and onto the platform where her water immediately broke...

You guessed it. She had the baby right there on the platform as four additional trains came and went.

BLECH! I need to bleach my brain to sterilize it from the imagery of the incident.

You can read all about it by clicking here.

Ain't She Just The Cat's Meow?

At the ripe old age of 29, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Many of my married friends are either hopping on the baby train or already have had their little bundle of joy. My first really good girlfriend just had her little "angel" in late May.

I proudly present Lil' V above. Only three weeks old and already the kid's sporting some spunk.

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