One of the best things about living in New York is that there are all sorts of cool, offbeat things going on here that you end up hearing about after they happen. Or you hear about them but they're going on in another borough or you already have plans to get drunk with friends. That kind of stuff.
I would have participated, but I got a lifetime ban after some ugliness last year. It's bullshit, actually. Like I'm the only person who uses a sackful of nickels as a pillow.