Friday, February 5, 2010
"Make one's life revolve around festivals, not festivals around one's life!"
Of course Mardi Gras, the largest religious festival in the United States, doesn't technically take place until February 16th, a week from Tuesday. But since the Saints are in the Super Bowl this weekend, I'm sure the partying is well underway, and I did think our wintry souls could use a blast of virtual participation in the rompings and stompings of the Who Dat nation.
The essay is about how last year at this time, Brad and his wife packed up their kids and went to Mardi Gras on impulse (the only real way to attend Mardi Gras, don't you think?) There's no point in rehashing his Civic Soapbox--just click on this link and listen to it, or on this link and read the text. (Unless of course, your life just has too much fun in it already and you don't need a dose of romping and stomping.)
I am, however, going to augment the Civic Soapbox experience with a few pictures, taken with the Lovelace cell phone, since the Lovelace camera got left behind during their impulsive departure. This means the fun looks a bit blurry, but when you think about it, that's probably not all that inappropriate. All picture commentary is by Brad Lovelace.
As they say in every restaurant I don't like: Enjoy!
Zulu cigar. . . . That is my daughter Addy with her Zulu cigar. Zulu is a mainly black Krewe. They dress up with Al Jolson face paint and grass skirts. They look like characters out of the old King Kong or Tarzan movies. Their signature throws are cigars, really cool Zulu necklaces and they hand out coconuts.