It's a joy to be surprised in the subway. It helps to smooth a long and tiring day. Today, I've seen a pug being cradled like a baby on his back by a tall young man in athletic attire. I walked onto a platform and was greeted by "the opera guy" singing selects from Handel's Messiah - well, I might add. (That was awesome.). I was just going to miss one of my connections, but the guy in front of me shoved his arm through the door to wedge it open; A. I got on the train, B. I didn't see his arm get cut off.