It’s another totally beautiful day in Boston and it started perfectly (for me). Had a half hour to get up, dressed and packed for a trip to NY, made it to the train on time and then got onto the Red Line at South Station. That’s when things got really terrific. There was a disabled train somewhere on the system so we had to sit for a while. A baby on the train started to absolutely wail and wail and wail and wail and wail. I was listening to music and couldn’t really hear the kid (thanks to my Bose noise canceling headphones) but I could tell other people were getting really, really mad. For some reason I started cracking up. I couldn’t stop laughing about what was happening. This get people glaring at me but that’s OK, I was totally loving life at the moment and couldn’t have been happier.