Okay so...okay, here we go.

Yesterday, I went over to my agent's for a weekly check-in and as I was leaving his office I noticed mouse glue traps on the floor and the one that I was staring at had a mouse attached to it. A baby mouse. It was sweet and furry. Aside from the disturbing fact that I just now realized he had mice in his office, it broke my heart when it couldn't get away, so we took it outside and I tried prying it off the paper. He was whimpering and squeaking...knowing I was going home to something else furry (the bunny) I had to save it. My agent had this brilliant idea of pouring baby oil on the paper to help take away the stickiness and sure enough the baby mouse got free and scampered away. I went home and gave my bunny a huge kiss.

Then, this morning, being a beautiful morning - it's not at all humid, the wind was breezy - I was riding in on the subway and as soon as I pull into the Canal street station, this woman in front of me has an epileptic seizure and starts convulsing. So, I laid her down on her side and she seemed to calm down. At the 14th street stop, some of the other passengers got the mta managers and they called for an ambulance. In the meantime, I begged this other woman to give me her water as this one could have really used it and I stayed with her until the ambulance came. They came and took care of her. By the time they came she had the strength to sit up, so that was good. She was in good hands and I was off to work!

All before a morning cup of coffee...