And Then There Are...Other...Events

We were wandering, as we are wont to do, and found a poster for a Robot Parade. Ooooo...a robot parade! This could be exciting. When we got home, we searched out more information. It was being heavily promoted on nola.com. Pictures from last year looked so cool. George Jetson cool. We were totally going.

Lithus was particularly excited. He was texting BIL like a school kid. I would almost use the word giddy.

And he wasn't the only one. The crowds were huge. People were lining the sidewalks. Children through grandparents and everything in between. Yuppies and preppies and gothies and everything in between.

The people watching was great. Two girls wanted to know from dad what the robots would be throwing. When dad said he didn't know if they'd be throwing anything, the girls took it to mean there would "only" be beads. The dad tried to explain that in other cities, the parades didn't throw anything. The girls were shocked and disgusted and convinced the dad was foolish.

Two bikers came by and asked us if we knew which way the parade would be heading. When it was established that we didn't, we made a pact that, if one of us found out, the other group would know. It was a pact I planned to keep.

The energy and excitement was palpable.

Four o'clock came. And four o'clock went. And the clock kept ticking. Until ...

Yep. That was it. In the back was this:

Both of which are cool, but hardly the robot parade we'd been expecting. Still, it was a holiday event and really, what says holidays better than a bunch of people dressed up in cardboard with a banner?