Hwah! Kkkhah!

There's a dude that lives in my building that I hear at least twice a day, hacking up phlegm outside my window. He has an utter lack of self-consciousness I really respect. I've run into him outside the immediate perimeter of my block on two occasions. Once he was coming out of the bathroom at Shea Stadium. The other, he was coming into the bathroom at Belmont. I don't know what the Mets and horse racing have to do with phlegm issues, but I'm pretty sure there's a connection.