I love a parade, so Lissa and I went downtown last night to watch the Twinkle Light Parade. It was fabulous – lowriders decked out in Christmas lights with those wacky hydraulic bouncy thingies, marching cheerleaders cheering for Christmas cheer (Go Christmas!), a motorcycle cop with his bike decked out. And Santa!
But the surreal bit was early Saturday afternoon, when I rode through downtown on my bike ride. There, parked down Third Street like a giant non-sequitur, was Santa’s float, awaiting the great man’s arrival.