.comment-link {margin-left:.6em;}
Web Statistics
Saturday, February 11, 2006
Fat Tuesday
My son goes to private school. They've been gearing up for Mardi Gras. Which seems like a foreign concept to me, as I went to public school. He's been focusing on his Mardi Gras mask in art class. His is a cat of some sorts. No big surprise to me. I'm sure the mask is in memory of his cat Toulouse. I'm wondering what kind of celebration the school is planning? I picture all of these boys and girls in their prim uniforms wearing beads and grasping handfuls of doubloons while devouring a King Cake. Personally, when I think of Mardi Gras beads, I think of one thing- boobs. I've never been to Mardi Gras, so I could have it all wrong. But the thought of thousands of people wearing masks, potentially clown masks, it scares the hell out of me.
 
posted by Lisa at 2/11/2006 07:39:00 AM ¤ Permalink ¤


0 Comments:


Links to this post:

Create a Link


Cost of Bush's Ego War In Iraq
(JavaScript Error)
What else could we do with a billion bucks a week?
Click here to find out.


Creative Commons License
This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivs 2.5 License.