Well, hot damn! I got da Mardi Gras spirit!

Didn't think I would, ah, get that Mardi Gras spirit...



But I finally did. And I pasted the bright and shiney colors all over the front of the house.



And it works at night, as well. I just pasted on so much purple, green and gold, (Mardi Gras colors), over the X-mas lights that it looked right.


Robert and I went to the 40th Amon Ra Ball tonight. "Circe de Solie" (spelling?) was the theme. Since it was an anniversary ball, they went all out. I have no idea who payed for it, but it was amazing, far more amazing than any other ball they have done!
Stunning costumes! Ms Fish, Michael Hickerson, who I made out with just a week or so in the "Ernie K Doe's Mother-In-Law Lounge" on Claibourne, was the returning Queen and the outfit was huge. All enormous fluffs of white ostrich feathers, she came out floating on a dry ice fog, and a very long ostrich feather train. About the shoulders, a brilliant piece of wirework, topped by a crisply worked out crown, tiara and feather top. Glistening golden gloves... (hard to believe it was the same man with a beard that I was kissing just ten days before).
She did the number, "It's My Turn", hehehehe. She has very large metallic testicles.
The ball went on from there and it was all very, very good. By the end, there was that thing that I so much like to see at these balls, a "tableaux". where all the costumes show up on stage and they work together to make a large pict-cha.
It was fantastic! The best Amon Ra ball in twenty years!
Of course, the first person I told that to was last years ball captain, who of course thought HIS ball was the best... (it wasn't), but not the thing to say...
I'm very lucky that I ever get invited to these things. I always fuck up at these things socially. I can never keep track of who is who; they are all always in costume...
We left as they were calling up the various special people on to the stage. Often, we wait until that is done and then go up the ramp on to the stage and greet the royalty and the others in costume and tell them how fabulous they are. This year Robert wanted to go, so we went. That might have had something to do with last year, when I got so delerious that I didn't remember going up on the stage to meet the "royalty". I only realized that I had been up there when I looked at the pictures on my camera the next day and saw what a pissed out weiner I was... Robert, good friend that he is, said that no one noticed that I was crossed over, but I doubt that was really true. And even if no one noticed last year, he was wisely unwilling to chance it again!
But this year, I was fine... I very carefully measured my drinks to the program and finished up just bright and shiney enough.
We drove back to the Marigny and here I am typing away, full of joy and hapiness, tux and accessories all put away,
And ready for the next round of Mardi Gras fun....

It's gonna be just fine, fabulous! probably!.

I have Sunday through Wednesday off, which gives me all the days in front, like going to the Lords of Leather ball on Sunday night, and a day after Mardi Gras to recover...

It's what I deserve,

durlx