It was fun times. Not nearly as fun as last year, but still pretty good.
At least for the first couple of hours.
We missed the parade because T had car troubles. Goose hates the parade anyway so no real loss there. We got there, got hammered, and stumbled around giggling for quite some time. We met up with some of our other friends about half way through the day and continued with the ridiculousness.
Goose got too drunk and got sunstroke. It was...not pretty. Lol. But she didn't die and T and I managed to get her home without issue.
It was hot. Damn, dirty, hot. Over 105. I forgot that we usually leave around mid-day and come back in the evening. We couldn't remember how we pulled it off last year without dying. I figured it out too late.
We went back Sunday, but only stayed for a couple of hours because the heat was really oppressive.
We watched some REALLY bad drag shows and managed to avoid seeing anyone we didn't want to see so that was a win. T also rode a bull...briefly. It was funny.
Here are some pictures of the day:
There are more pictures, but T wore a swimsuit on the first day and I don't have her permission to go around uploading her bikini shots all over the interwebs so these will have to make due.
That one of me in green is a wonderful action shot of me trying to figure out how on earth we survived the heat last year in the car on the way home. I've included it since it's Gooses' favorite.
Song for the weekend:
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