On tonight's commute, someone threw an Oreo at me. If you gotta have something thrown at you, that's the best thing. I'm not sure if it was meant to hit me (it didn't), or if it was a just a little kid playing, or if someone just thought I looked like I needed a cookie (I did ). Anyway, I resisted the temptation to pick it up off the ground and eat it.

Fun rides both ways!