Random words for the day:

I'm walking down Broadway a bit above Times Square with my father after a trip to MoMA and lunch. Beautiful day.

On the corner of forty-somethingth and Broadway is a dude in a lobster suit and red-tinted ski goggles handing out flyers. My dad takes one.

So we're waiting for the light to change (my father, the lobster and I) and my father turns to the lobster, says "How ya doin'?"

And the lobster says "I'm doin' great. Lots of pretty women out today and they'd just love to eat ME." and walks away.