The Darndest Things

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This year’s St. Patrick’s parade in Metairie was every bit just like previous years. I consumed copious amounts of fried chicken and beer. We caught all manner of vegetables (cabbage, potatoes, carrots, bell peppers, onions, garlic). Here’s Sun napping in her stroller with all the food-catches after the parade:

I saw the Jefferson City Buzzards:

and I caught goofy throws–here’s my favorite, a funky cat-in-the-hat-esque hat, on my nephew:

But this year the highlights for me came before the parade. Katie, Pete, CS, my sister and I walked a bit of the route. Here are the best of what we saw:

A man dressed in full St. Paddy’s gear (please note his boobie beads):

A trash can converted beer tap (clearly man-made):

A macaw on the parade route:

And a scooter powered ice chest (with a cute little dog standing on top):

Is it illegal to drive this thing after you’ve consumed all it contains?

Yes; it was an absolute success. The weather was pleasant (I got a bit sunburned); the company was excellent (except when my uncle made a lewd comment in front of, but not towards, Katie who he met for the first time today. Katie, turns out my uncle’s running a fever; please accept my apology for him.); oh, and the parade was nice, too. Now off to get some aspirin…

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