Yesterday, on Metro-North, I sat next to a guy wearing a bathrobe.  He was reading a science fiction novel by Arthur C. Clarke, and popping pills.  It was weird.

I arrived at home and told Greta.  She laughed, and then pointed at me and said “You see, it’s a slippery slope.”

That really made me laugh.  Sure, I’m a strange guy, and I love science fiction, but am I that strange?  Can any of you people actually see me riding a commuter train in a bathrobe?