The weather went to hell on Saturday for Mardi Gras….

We stood in the parking lot of JJ’s waiting for the Soulard shuttle in the howling 11 degree winds for about… ummmm… 3 minutes…

This would be the first time in six years that we’d miss the party.

To compensate we just went into the bar where the local bear club was doing their charity bartender thing.

We weren’t the only ones passing on the arctic parade and every passing shuttle cycle brought more wind-burned folks into the bar.

We wound up hanging out a lot longer than we expected we would.

Leery of getting messy drunk – I opted to try drinking the Bloody Mary special they were serving… I’d never drank one before and it had a bunch of food in it so I thought it would be better than drinking the Hurricane stuff.

My theory was somewhat right… While my underwear didn’t wind up in one of the ceiling fans, I still had a slight headache later that night when we got home.

Regardless – I’m now a fan of the Bloody Mary.

We met some new fun folks from out of town… saw old friends… got our shirts talked off… umm… that’s about it

So it wasn’t a total loss… It was still the cathartic outburst and cry for Spring to come that Mardi Gras is….

… well… for us at least.

different deal for Catholics…

which.. oooops..

babbling.