Parties and more sparkly shoes

Last night I tailgated for the parades with the gal who recently turned 30 and threw the most jealousy-inspiring birthday party I've ever been to. Somehow I may have implied that I don't think karaoke is cool. I just want to say I think karaoke is the king of cool. They should have a karaoke parade! And bring back the karaoke cab that was supposedly around here before the storm.

Sometimes I write dumb stuff. In fact, I pretty much always do.

But look at the awesome stuff I caught in the parades last night:

The bananas are "for scale"

Buddy! got his own Muses fish that he used as a pillow last night.
There are more parades tonight but we may only catch the tail-end, which is fine with me. It's exhausting to yell at masked strangers ten feet above you and get pelted with plastic things. Add in the whole bottle of wine I drank (thanks!) and I'm getting tired just thinking about another parade.

But we have costumes for Mardi Gras day and wait 'til yo see 'em! I'm not going to tell you what they are but here's a hint: they involve a sport and a catchy tune.