So here's the Mardi Gras story.



It begins with Robert, who held the traditional Mardi Gras morning breakfast, which was lightly attended this year. The weather was tenous, it looked like it might rain very heavily about noon.

It didn't rain, it was only damp and misty all day, which kept all our cheeks looking moist and youthful, as you can see here in this pic of Robert and Princess Stephanie!



A bit later, we ran into Curry, a man I've known for a long time. The picture doesn't do him much justice; he has competed in seniors track competetions for many years now, but went to Olympic Trials many years before that. Yes, he knows you know who. I teased him that I hadn't seen much of him lately, and he teased me back. "Well, you know where I like to shop! I just can't always afford it". He was referring to where I work. I said, "Well, perhaps you should marry a man with a discount card!" He answered, "Well, why don't you just ask me!" And then laughed at my instant confusion. Called my bluff totally. Hmmm.



Our usual suspects were there by the time we got to Bourbon Street and the "fairy loop". George and Richard for instance.



A bit later Robert and I ran into "cat boy" a radical fearie, growl!



Then, Robert, Robert and durlx...



Thus ends part one.