<whining>
Unnnnreeeaaallll..
</whining>

<GermanAnger>
Wolfenstein!!!!
</GermanAnger>

Incidentally, I was on my way home while drunk last night and I found out there is not as much space between LIRR train cars as I once thought.

You see, I'd always imagined that one day I would be running late for a train, and I'd get to the platform just as it began moving. Heroically, I would jump into the space between the 2 cars, landing on that thin walkway that binds them together.

Sadly, there are handles protruding from either car that seem almost to be designed not to allow people to enter the train from the side. For I tried it last night! The train seemed about to leave -- doors shut, people inside -- even though there should have been another minute yet! So I (most unheroically) stepped from the platform to the train, my bag in one hand, dangling over the rather large gap. A man on the platform looked on in amazement as I _became stuck_. Briefly. He then offered his assistance in returning me to the platform, but I refused, made my way back onto the platform and then into the train (using the regular doors, which had opened in the interim).

The man (who was quite drunk also, and really foolish looking), the proceeded to _call everyone he knew_ and told them about my misadventure.

What an ass.