Time has come again. The season between Christmas and Easter has flown in with a vengeful flair of colorful trinkets, lots of creativity, and a ton of adult anti freeze. After all, it is cold right now in South LA this year. That season is Carnival. Where groups, or Krews as there’re known here, come together to put on some elaborate floats, decorative costumes, and muster up as much gratuitous nudity as humanly possible. At least enough until the cops come and put an end to the free peep show. The party extends from Lafayette all the way to the epicenter known as the Big Easy. This is the time of year where people go mad with sound of a walking jazz band and the hope of catching plastic beads thought to be worth more than gold.Fortunately, the Raggedy was blessed with the festivities the Saturday before Mardi Gras.
The Spanish Town parade made its annual pilgrimage through the streets of downtown Baton Rouge. A celebration that is part extreme satire and part family friendly. Who am I kidding this parade is all extreme satire. Thankfully, the jokes are so far over the kids’ heads that it doesn’t offend many in attendance. Thousands of revelers were ready to make their voices heard and a good time. Believe me there were some things that I couldn’t show on the blog. Even I had to draw the line somewhere. Don’t know what was louder, the peeps yelling “Throw me something!!!!” or “Put me on TV!!!!!” Either one got the attention of photog known as The Meeks, pictured above, as he found the best seat in the house while gathering enough pictures for the evening news. This is just what the doctor ordered to handle a long sweeps month. Not to worry y’all I didn’t flash anyone to get my beads. Nevertheless, for now laissez les bon temps rouler, est-ce que vous saviez?
Translation, "Let the good times roll, did you know"?
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