Happy Fat Tuesday, people!

Good grief, this is the first year in FOREVER that Mardi Gras snuck up on me. I'm usually on top of this, one of my favorite holidays. Don't ask me why. It's not the nudity or the drunkenness; maybe it's the color scheme? Definitely the zydeco.

Anyway, since I lived in Soulard at one time (site of one of the biggest Mardi Gras), I no longer feel the need to go out to the parades and whatnot. But I like to put up my decorations and all that.

At least I got my hideously tacky, but nonetheless glorious gold, green and purple wreath on the door! Next year? Maybe a party. Anyhow, let the good times roll, folks.