Christmas Chins are here to get you through an unseasonably cold May Day. To you Minneapolitans, I hope the cold didn’t deter you from partaking in the greatest cultural [read: hippie] event the Twin Cities has to offer. Talking about the May Day Parade, obv. I went for the puppets, but left before a turkey leg fell into my mouth, as any good Christian girl would do. Well, I guess good Christian girls probably don’t spend the sabbath slingin’ hash then going to a Pagan festival. Point is, I don’t even like turkey legs, so it was no big deal. And it was cold enough to suppress my usual ravenous desire for ice cream.