A pack of fire trucks and police vehicles with lights and sirens engaged just sped up 55th, so I took a little break to investigate. My entirely uninformed opinion is that some visiting moomericans called in a report on one of our many scenically steaming manholes, because that is what was in the middle of a section of the intersection of 55th and 7th Avenue that had been condoned off with police tape by the time I arrived, but if the window behind me is suddenly shattered by the force of the blast you readers will be the first to know (as soon as I remove all the shards from the back of my skull, of course).