"You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat..."

What a difference a week can make. By which I mean that last week when I parked downtown near Tribeca I had to practically climb a snowbank with my car, and this week there's green grass everywhere and just some remnants of ice at the curbs. (Which led to the delightful sight up near my place of a young woman walking a big cheerful pit bull who was ambling along with a chunk of ice in his jaws. ...