Seen on the Metro: Bootie

I don't know why it pleases me so darn much when a reader matches their book... but it does.

Last week, on my commute home, a fellow metro rider was paging through Treasure Island. He looked to  be about a quarter of the way into the text. My guess is that he was enjoying Stevenson's work, because that was a herky-jerky train (silly manual control operation) and his eyes never wavered from the page.

The part that tickled me pink, however, was that he had a goatee and a ponytail. He looked like a character from the book. Argh, mateys!