In all my years—and there have been a few—this has to be one of the most surreal visuals of my life. Dateline: Astor Place, Manhattan. Approximately 4 p.m. Saturday. As Christa and I made our way to her car, heading to Atlantic City for a night of Duran Duran, what before our wondering eyes did appear, but two dozen Santas, we've lost our minds, we did fear.
I still don't know what this is all about. Perhaps it best remains that way.
UPDATE: December 16, 2008: Mystery solved. It's NYC SantaCon! Click link to find out more.
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