People with Mohawks have feelings, too.

Another awesome discovery about the iPhone: no one can hear me texting when I'm taking a dump in a public restroom.

Saw a girl on the train this morning who had the kind eyes that you can fall in love with. Not sure why that was the first thing that popped into my head. Weird.

Telling a professional musician that you used to play saxophone is like telling a doctor that you once took a biology class.

Dear man with the poorly produced rap music blasting,

Why are you drawing attention to the fact that you're driving an old beat up Grand Prix?

Love,
The passerby

Enemy of the State: Man on train this morning who was a "talker".

All Americans love jazz. Most of them just don't know it yet.