Just Like Tracy Turnblad

Last night I finally had the ultimate New York experience. Walking down 14th Street at 10pm, a ginormous rat darted out of an alley and ran right across my strappy-sandled foot. The girl walking towards me froze in horror, then yelled, “OHMAHGAWD! Do you want me to take you to the hospital?” I laughed and said, “For a tranquilizer?” She said, “No! For the amputation!”

No, really. I’m fine.