There are some neighbors across the street who were all trashed last night when I was going to bed at 9:00 yelling "HAPPY MARDI GRAS!" and throwing beads at the snow plows from their balcony. They're watching some, I think, sporting event on television because they scream and cheer every couple minutes, but they all ran out onto the balcony to yell "I LOVE YOU!" at trillian_stars but they were out of Mardi Gras beads. There's probably a pile of them three inches deep under the snow.