I haven’t been to a Christmas parade in years. Maybe decades. The weather wasn’t horrible last night (high 20s, not much wind), so we walked downtown, killed some time having a drink at the Twisted Carrot, then staked out a place on Margaret Street where we could watch the parade.

Last night was also the first time in decades that I encountered a Jack Chick tract in the wild. I don’t think my reaction was what the people handing them out expected.