i'm way too lazy to take off my sunglasses on the subway. besides if the ladies who wear their oversized hedda nussbaum super hero shades can do it, then why not me. i am SUPER BASTARD or perhaps just the baba yaga ( i will commute to work in a walking house with chicken legs). anyway, there was this lady on the train and she had her digicam corder sticking out of the top of her bag and the lens is pointed in my general direction. maybe not at me but in my direction. i don't know why. my bastard sense is tingling so i set shades to scowl and i leave them there until she very UNslickly shuts it off an puts it back in her bag....defeated. i'm on to you camera lady and the bastard will use his powers of scowl on you if you don't cut that shit out. between her and homeless veteran pickpocket, i am acquiring quite the stable of enemies. what do you see to the east little wooden boy? to the bastard mobile?