SO! This past Saturday marked the annual Mardi Gras parade for Shreveport's own Krewe of Gemini, and a promise of good times to be had by all. The parade was made even sweeter, thanks to a visit from a couple of fucking weirdos GOOD FRIENDS from the ol' #E-A chatterweb,
deadshrimpblues and bionicfen. I still can't believe it was Ben's first time gazing upon the cultural spectacle that is the Deep South, but watching him take in all the flavors of white trash around us was adorable. My favorite points of interest from that night include: me nearly jabbing out a skank's eye while trying to catch some beads (purely accidental, I swear!), the young bead mules scurrying under the barricades to snatch up stray necklaces for their folks, Ben's hand getting wrapped in so many beads that he looked like he'd "fisted Liberace", in Brooke's words, and the lot of us nearly getting killed in a ghetto on the way to Herby K's for shrimp afterwards. Oh, and the shrimp busters were pretty fucking great too. Can't wait to hook up again, guys! Maybe for the annual Fire Ant Festival over in Marshall...
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