I got bit by a horse today.


I know, I know.  'Emily, you live in New York City'.  'Emily, where did you find a horse?'.  Natural thoughts.  But there, on the corner of Broadway and Bleeker (two famous, VERY New York streets which is not a natural horse habitat), on my way to help Emily G. dye 130 shirts for the impending Relay for Life, I saw 2 policemen on their horses just straight chillin', and I, the animal lover went over to say hi.  2 more horses joined us, overcome with temptation I asked the cop closest to me if I could say hi, he obliges, the horse obliges and is nice to me and my scratches.  Then he nudges me, and then CHOMP.

Okay, it wasn't a chomp.  There was no blood, and I have a very minor scratch where the tooth grazed my finger.

But that's what happened in my little world today.


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also, apparently while I was at Emily's for 5 or more hours dyeing t-shirts in her bathtub, it rained.  And as I walked from the subway to my apartment, I realized it smelled like summer rain.

And there aren't words for how much I love that smell.