Back from all my errands. It's a beautiful spring day and everyone is out, include the halt, the lame and the maimed, who are mostly on Sixth Avenue for the street fair, which screwed up traffic throughout Chelsea. Because of the heavy sidewalk traffic, I had to slow my pace behind a person driving one of those motorized wheelchairs, got around him and nearly fell over a blind man swinging his cane in ll directions, got past him to be slowed down by an old coot with a cane tottering in all directions, east, west, north, and south, although he was technically heading west. That was just on 23rd Street. Every sidewalk was similar. Thank God I'm home.