Your author was privileged last Sunday to have relaxed on a chaise lounge in the Crossroads Of The World – choosing a spot by Fr. Duffy Square, where Big Stem songster George M. Cohan is set with hat & cane in finely-poised stone, under all the history of byzantiastic lights. . .

It was the inaugural day of Mayor Bloomberg’s Broadway Pilot Program, and the Glittering Gulch thru Times & Herald Squares was closed to all vehicles but the human body.  Not so unlike in 1905 – the Gray Lady only one year in the neighborhood – when Studebaker was still a brand name and Budweiser occupied the north side of the bow-tie avenues instead of a hyper-digital Coke sign.

The Times Square Alliance provided lawn chairs for visitors of the unvacuous cosmoporium to better lounge and transfix.

Bravura oldie channel TCM sponsored a screening of gotham sailors-and-songs romp On The Town, from the Jumbotron on the southwest corner of 47th & Broadway.

The Naked Cowboy appears and is about to perform criminal acts upon an eager, nubile fan. Put that camera down and call the freaking cops!  O wait, no, it’s OK: there is a tattoo of Jesus on the Cowboy’s shoulder.