Marching along in the MMP

Have you ever marched in a parade? Or, for that matter, rode on a float or something?

When I was a teen, I wore a muu-muu and rode on some sort of international float that Pepsi sponsored in (I think) a Columbus Day parade in Baltimore. Because I sooooo look Hawaiian. OK, it’s because my uncle worked for Pepsi…

When I was in college, I marched, in uniform, in 3 parades at the Mardi Gras, carrying the Navy flag. Oh, and as kids, we did a parade down the alley behind our houses, throwing leaves instead of candy or prizes. Our mothers got upset about the mess we made with leaves. Good times.

The day is starting at 60 Ferrets, only forecast to reach 64 before plummeting to freezing tonight. I’ve got errands to run, one of which is picking up black fabric. Once I get home, I’ll sew that fabric into panels to go around the bottom of the race track tables.

And so it begins. Happy Moanday!!

First, 'tis good to be juvenile.

In high school I marched with the band in the town parade. Not July 4th, but the local French festival parade.
Just last summer I rode in the museum’s float in the local festival parade, making bubbles.

Off to irk. Have a good week, all.

When I was in high school, I was in the lighting and production crew for my high school’s band. High school marching bands are a big deal in Indiana. They do half-time shows for football games, parades, and the marching band contest at the State Fair. The L & P crew would follow along to pick up stray uniform parts and instrument bits that fell off. Throughout the year we’d do grunt work like setting up chairs, music stands and risers. For concerts and shows, we did lighting and stage work. That includes setting up and running those big SuperTrouper carbon-arc spotlights.

I have been a performer in a 4th of July parade, dressed as a leopard and playing a tambourine.

Was that 2 separate events or as a rhythmic leopard?? :thinking:

Somewhat disturbing wake-up today. Bad enough a nature call roused me at 4:30, but I continued to drift in and out of sleep for the next couple of hours. At one point, I was thinking I needed to urge FCD to call his mother since he hadn’t spoken to her for a while. Then my brain cleared and I remembered she died 14 months ago. I’m so glad I didn’t say anything to him.

FCD is at the orthopedist office seeing a doc about his hand. He’s convinced it’s a waste of time. It may well be, but I prefer a Dr to say that. I’ll be leaving in about an hour to run my errands - Lowes has mulch for $2/bag and I’m thinking I can use 10 bags. Plus I need some potting soil, some petunias, and I’ll see what else they have of interest. Oh, and some curtain rods for the skirt around the race tables. And other stuff on my list. So fun times ahead for me.

We had an “Old Homes Day” parade in my hometown, which I guess was some sort of celebration of the town’s founding. I marched in it a few times with my little league team. It was a short parade; it’s not a very big town.

39 out right now. Yesterday it was 95. Last week we were in the teens.

Regular day of teaching, and then tonight I’m singing an aria in the faculty showcase. Haven’t sung (solo) in public in a while. It will either be great or terrible.

On to more coffee.

Seems to me our Boy Scout troop stumbled along in a parade at some point. When I was in the Seabees, our company got volunteered to march in a parade in Santa Barbara. Military dress shoes are not really made for comfort.

Sunny this morning and 25F. Temps will yo-yo all week again in typical March fashion. No plans of note this week; just the usual.

Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up, caffeinated, fed and purtified, so no YAWN. ‘Tis 64 Amurrkin out and cloudy with a predicted high of 85 and sunny. I shall do my church homework today as the main activity. RDOS sloth is also on the schedule. Sup will be hamburger steak with onion gravy, field peas, butter beans and okra, squishes, rice (cause gravy), and cornbread muffins. I have a gnawin’ and a cravin’ for some down home cookin’.

I rode on class floats in the homecomin’ parade durin’ my high skool daze. I came up with the idea for the freshman float which one first prize that year. We were to play the Campbell High School Golden Bears in the homecomin’ game. The float idea was a can of Campbell’s Cream of Golden Bear soup with the tagline of “Cream the Bears.” I am pretty sure that was my fifteen minutes of fame. I peaked at the tender age of fourteen.

OK, teh intartoobz needs my attention for a bit. Then I will do my homework. Really. Just a little bit of intartoobz time and then I will buckle down. I promise. Don’t lecture me! I said I would do it and I will. Stop givin’ me those stern looks!

Happy Moanday Y’all!

A long time ago, in a universe far, far away there was a small unincorporated town next Called Bloomington, CA. My folks bought their home before there was mail service because they liked the area and thought it would be a good place to raise kids.

I grew up and moved away, but kept track of what was happening in the old home town and one year they were going to have a grand parade to celebrate the towns 100 year birthday. A call went out for Veterans to lead the parade and I thought about Dad right away.

I knew he wouldn’t want to go, but I was already wise in the ways of men so made a plan. I took drove my Triumph Spitfire over to their house and asked him to look at the U-joint because it was making noise. I brought a chair out for Mom because I wanted a witness. While Dad was under the car, I started telling him about the parade while handing him tools. He uh-huhed and that’s nice, hun so I knew just how much attention he was paying and told him that I was going to sign us up and let him know what time to be ready. “Sure, hun, be sure to remind me OK? And hand me that 5/8th socket”

I mentioned the parade to him about a week before but didn’t say anything about him being Grand Marshall, just what time it was going to start.

The day of I showed up to get Dad and he said he didn’t feel like walking that far (No worries, we are riding) and that he had things he needed to do. I pulled out my best teenager whine But DAAAADDD! You PROMISED!!! He was going to back out until Mom told him, “she’s right, you said you would do it” so he went and changed his shirt, combed his hair and off we went.

I was able to get us signed in and loaded on the lead truck before it was fully decorated and he didn’t register the placement. He had a great time, he waved at everyone he knew, waved at everyone he didn’t know and really enjoyed himself.

It wasn’t until the paper came out the next day that he learned that he’d been the Grand Marshall. I had the picture framed and the last time I saw it was at his funeral.

I was pretty proud of that :slight_smile:

I think I’ve mentioned that Hubs was the president of a motorcycle club in Arizona. It was called the Leathernecks and was a military support club. We rode in so many parades and funerals. The most important lesson I ever learned about parades is that you need to plan around the potty stops and avoid that second cup of coffee.

We used to ride in the Ira Hayes memorial parade down in Sacaton. I have a lot of things to say about the treatment of Native Americans that I could share if you have a week or so, the abject poverty on the reservations is appalling.

So, yeah, while I didn’t actually march in any parades, I’ve been in almost a hundred.

So yesterday was really hot and now it is 47F and overcast. We had a big wind storm blow in and a line (not power) from the main pole to our cat-sitter’s place is hanging down over our fence. I called it in and we will be having repair guys with their big rumbly trucks out there soon. That will be very exciting. Jolene will have a good view from Hub’s room or my french doors so we know the job will be supervised properly. George just gets annoyed at the noise and disturbed bird watching.

So far today he’s run off several cardinals, some spotted doves, a starling and a charm of goldfinches.

I looked up the embroidery shops address and learned that they are closed on Mondays so we will just get the 'shine today and go thread shopping tomorrow.

So off into the day, I hope everyone week starts out nice, even if you still have to work.

I never marched in a parade, but I attended the 1965 Rose Parade. I was nine years old. I remember trying to sleep at night in the back of our station wagon, in which we camped on a side street to the main parade. I also remember, while watching the parade, a large girl in the group next to us who kept jumping out in front of everyone to stand nearly in the way of the parade marchers, and whose ass appeared in almost every photo we tried to take of the parade.

And the last thing I remember was the last float, which was a big beagle wearing a ten gallon hat, and across whose butt were the words “The End”. The beagle was a parody of then-president Lyndon Johnson, and I remember my conservative parents were annoyed because they thought this was disrespectful.

Today I get a Covid vax since it has been over six months since my last one. It never ends! In addition, I’ll get a recommended TDAP. I expect to feel like crap tomorrow and will depend on Mr. brown to provide breakfast and lunch.

Wasn’t Johnson a Liberal?

Morning all. Got a good 8 hours of sleepage in, my kidneys have apparently flushed out all the excess protein and are behaving themselves, and I have a long list of errands to run this morning and a Handyman coming by this afternoon to look at repair of the damage done by the plumbing fix. And I have a major vacation starting in a little more than two weeks and I really do need to get organized for it…once soccer is organized. At least the weather is organized, highs today will be 65F and it’ll get warmer as the week goes on, with little chance of rain, so that’s a nice start for kid’s soccer.

Never rode a float or led a procession but have marched in a couple parades, my first as a Cub Scout when I was about 7 years old.

I’d have payed good money to have been able to see that… :grinning_face_with_smiling_eyes:

FCM, as a fellow Moanday errand runner, hope everything is available.

Pavo, I’m sure that you will be great.

Swampy, nice idea, but no stern looks from me, I internet way to much but there is so much to read and do…

Ok, onward into the day. Have about 4-5 errands to run before getting the Monday sammich from Jersey Mikes, so have a good week all.

All one magnificent presentation of self.

rainy days and mondays…

i’ve not marched in formal parades. just the usual kid parades in elementary/primary school. i’ve been in processions and protests; don’t consider those parades.

i got some things done this weekend.

starting friday night i started getting the winter stuff down. snowmen, polarbears, and reindeers, oh my. packing up winter themed clothes.
shopping trip on saturday. i was amazed that the big snow mountains in the various parking areas were gone. i reckoned on them being around for a few more weeks.
got 3 more storage bins. then i got out the spring decor items from storage, peeps and bunnies. spring and summer clothes. (wearing a “peeps gone wild” shirt today), putting that all away.
put together bins for the utility/litter room. what a difference those made! i can easily get to items without knocking over other items. so much better. the bins are clear so i can easily see when i need to restock something.

for some reason i jumped ahead a week and thought it was the 30th and not the 23rd. i was not only 15 minutes early for a doctor appt., i was a week and 15 minutes early for a doctor appt.. they were willing to try and fit me in, i told them i would just come back next week.

should i have the “get up and go” when i get home tonight, i should do at least one thing of laundry and take some filled bins to storage. right now, there is about a 40 percent chance of that happening.

Good morning.

It’s a brisk 30F and partly cloudy outside. By afternoon, it’ll be mostly cloudy, and our expected daytime high is 50F.

I marched in the Daffodil Parade with my son’s Cub Scout troop many years ago. I think we marched in one other parade, but I can’t remember which one. I think the parade is 93 years old this year.

Mr. Taters wants to ride our bikes today, but we’ll see how it goes. Friday looks to be a much nicer day, but if we go today, that’s fine, too.

We’re 10 days out from Mr. Tater’s surgery. I’m looking forward to it and the recovery period being done. Keeping the pups away from him will be a PITA. Need to keep them away since he won’t be able to bend over, and also just because they like to jump up on him to play. I’ve been trying to edge him into staying with our son for a few days, but he seems to think that he can just stay upstairs. I know that isn’t going to work. The dogs will be going crazy. I plan to talk to him and our son about it again this week.

Speaking of my son, he’s putting in an offer on a house today. If that one doesn’t take, he’s got another ready for another house. We’ll see how it goes.

That’s about all that is going on in my world. You all take care.

Never marched in a parade, except for riding my bike in the neighborhood Memorial Day parade down Longwood Drive 60 years ago. Not a fan of parades. Maybe I would like the Rose Parade because of the horses.

Today’s agenda is going to the grocery sto cuz I need milk. Followed by getting my hair cut, then hanging at home. Maybe watch a little b ball.

I was loading 200 Top Blue and White today. I finished up in time to help the 300 Bottom Yellow finish up. When I got out of work, there was a yellow fog.
:notes: Yellow haze, all in my brain,
Trees have airborne sex, I inhale the same
Can’t keep my sinuses free, no matter how I try,
'Scuse me, while I sneeze into the sky…:notes:
Now Roomie and I are off to scenic Clemmons, N.C. for the 1st follow up knee visit. And gas is now $3.39/gal. #winning.

Does drunkenly staggering down Duval St. in Key West count?

“This one time in band camp…”

Sort of a Josey And the Pussycats vibe?

Exactly so.

Our pollen count today is 9.7/10. I am quite reactive to the stuff that’s shedding right now.

Was he? I don’t remember. I guess my parents just thought that making that kind of fun of a sitting president was a no-no. Things weren’t so bitterly partisan back then!

He was a Democrat, and Vice President to JFK. Under his presidency, the Civil Rights Act of 1964 was passed; and he did some things for welfare, education, and health. But he continued the Vietnam War. Apparently his foreign policy was not as good as his domestic policy.