Today is one of those days that starts off with a man in a full business suit sprinting by you on your way to the bus stop, the black and yellow labs at the end of two leashes that twined around his right hand because the left hand is pushing an empty baby stroller while he flashes a fairly exuberant grin through his ginger beard and you want to ask him if he was missing something or someone, but he's past you in a second or less and you don't feel like interrupting his apparent and intensive mission.