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In the Parade
Politics is integral to the parade, usually, as here, with a sense of humor.

Click on the photo above to see more of this woman's creations.

Sometimes the parade looks like an audition for a John Waters version of American
Idol.

What if these guys showed up for your kid's birthday party?

Pillow or Ghost?

Artie Lang?

Half Dead, It's Good to be King and a Holstein.

Put on a costume, join the parade, find the good music and dance on up the street.

No pictures please.

Nun and pecicabs. The pedicabs were offering to pedal you in the parade for
fifty bucks. That's something I've never seen before. Don't know if the money
goes to support the parade or the pedicabber. And I'd be suspicious of that
nun. Those don't look like nun shoes.

Some of the drummers from the great samba band that brought up the end of the parade. I danced with them all the way up Sixth Ave, but I didn't take note of their name. Send it to me if you know what it is. If they have a website, I'll plug it here.
Mike Natale