As a friendly reminder, it's June, so don't forget to flip your wall calendar to the next month. That sentence is based on five assumptions:

1. You're reading this journal.
2. You're reading this some time during the month of June. What's nice is that the sentence works regardless of the year.
3. You have a wall calendar. A wall would be good, but it isn't required.
4. Your calendar is currently showing the month of May.
5. You have a hand, foot, mouth, friend or pet capable of flipping your wall calendar.

This morning at the train station, I noticed a cyclist sitting on the edge of the platform with his feet planted on the rocks between the platform and tracks. If he didn't move and the train pulled in, it would pin his thighs to the platform. I knew the chances of that happening were remote, but it still made me nervous to see him sitting there.

It took me back to the episode from Homicide: Life on the Street where Vincent D'Onofrio was pushed in front of a subway train and was trapped between the train and the platform. When the medics arrived to help him, they discovered that if they moved him, he would die. D'Onofrio was so convincing and moving in the role that the memory of him trapped there has stayed with me ever since.

Anyway, the sitting cyclist remained seated until the train was perhaps a hundred yards from the platform. He then stood up on the rocks, nonchalantly adjusted his helmet and, with two hundred feet to spare, took a big step up onto the platform. Nobody seemed to be concerned about him, not even the two or three other cyclists standing near him, so maybe my uneasiness was unwarranted.

Because I didn't make a sandwich last night, I went out for lunch today. My stomach said sushi, so I walked over to Smile Sushi on First Street, but when I saw their Bento box prices ($8-10), my wallet balked. My stomach and wallet got into argument. While the two bickered, I decided to try a new restaurant a few doors down.

It's called Dog House and it serves gourmet hot dogs that range in price from $3 (Classic Dog) to $6 (The All Day Breakfast Dog). They sell fifteen types of hot dogs, four types of salads, a host of sides, sodas and beer. Like The Pita Pit and University Chicken (another downtown newcomer, formerly called Cluck U), Dog House is a great college joint, which is why I'm surprised it isn't closer to campus.

The place itself is rather narrow, but deep. It's also clean, well-lit and has two large flat screen televisions on the wall showing sports (they were showing golf today). It has plenty of indoor seating with one or two tables on the sidewalk. Unless you like a light rail rolling five feet away from you every seven or eight minutes, I would recommend sitting indoors. Like The Pita Pit, Dog House is open until 3:00 am Thursday through Saturday, a novelty in downtown San Jose. I wonder how long the late hours will last.

I tried The Pit Bull, a sizable hot dog with a hot link sausage, jalapeno peppers, nacho cheese and salsa. I know the combination might not sound very good, but it was one of the better hot dogs I've had in a while.