ZZZzzzzZZZZ. Huh? Oh yeah, Happy Fat Tuesday

That about says it. Smallest crowd in a very long time. Four of us clergy types walked around for awhile. More cops than revelers. Bought a hot dog for one guy, and got into an interesting theological discussion with a bi-polar street alcoholic, who told me he was "blessed" because he was still breathing and there are no guarantees. He holds forth on 1st Avenue, between Cherry and Marion.