Thoth Roundup
Feb. 4th, 2008 07:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pinksoniaSo exhausted. Or well that's not quite true. Last night I was so exhausted, but then I slept and now I much better.
Needless to say, I skipped Bacchus is favor of food (yummy pasta salad that the band director's mother made) and a night in. To catch a predator is a mighty creepy show. Just saying.
Once again I helped out the Tulane Marching band during the Thoth parade. Mostly, that means I get to run up and down through the band making sure that everyone has enough water. Before it also involved pulling a wagon that contained all the water but this year there was a motorized golf cart. Yeah! However, the owner of the golf cart is leaving before the next parade on Tuesday, so it may be back to the wagon for me.
The parade itself went surprisingly easily. There were a few slow downs at the beginning while they were getting everyone in order and on the route, and there were some towards the end of the middle where each float had to present to the grand stand. But no tractor break downs and changes, no floats catching fire, no need to cut down tree limbs because the floats are too big for the parade route (I'm looking at you Endymion), and no drunken idiots falling off of a float. In short, noting that caused one of the ridiculous two-hour delays. Regardless, we were on the parade route for nearly five hours. Actually, in general there has been a shortage of long delays this Mardi Gras season, which probably means Rex will have a doozie, since it is infamously bad about that anyway.
The LSU fans were also less obnoxious this year. I went entire blocks without hearing anyone chanting "Tiger Bait" and most of the time when I did, the person was under the age of 12. This also may all change with Rex on Tuesday, as the LSU band decided to march at the last minute. Grrr. I love that people think they're witty when they point out the fact that LSU has a much larger band. Of course they do. The school has to be five times large than Tulane, and the band's been in existence for more than three years. People still come up and ask if this is Tulane's first year marching (It's not, it's the Third).
I thought that is was really cute that the band stopped and played "Happy Birthday" to people with signs saying it was their birthday. At least, I thought it was cute the first couple of times, by the eighth it was getting rather annoying, but that was more the "I'm tired" crankiness. I also noticed at least two people that they miss, but that was bound to happen.
I saw my work people and they all waved to me. I was excited. It was like I was an actual part of the work community, which I suppose after a year I officially am.
Probably the funniest bit was after everyone got on the bus to drive back to campus. Apparently Bacchus was lining up on Tchopitulous and not Magazine as we thought. So, the buses drove Uptown only to find out that they couldn't get through. They had to turn around on the little, narrow, over parked streets and head back Downtown to the interstate entrance, since that was the only way to get from one side of town to the other. And people wonder why they say it's a good idea to find a place to park at the beginning of the weekend and never move it.
The parade itself went surprisingly easily. There were a few slow downs at the beginning while they were getting everyone in order and on the route, and there were some towards the end of the middle where each float had to present to the grand stand. But no tractor break downs and changes, no floats catching fire, no need to cut down tree limbs because the floats are too big for the parade route (I'm looking at you Endymion), and no drunken idiots falling off of a float. In short, noting that caused one of the ridiculous two-hour delays. Regardless, we were on the parade route for nearly five hours. Actually, in general there has been a shortage of long delays this Mardi Gras season, which probably means Rex will have a doozie, since it is infamously bad about that anyway.
The LSU fans were also less obnoxious this year. I went entire blocks without hearing anyone chanting "Tiger Bait" and most of the time when I did, the person was under the age of 12. This also may all change with Rex on Tuesday, as the LSU band decided to march at the last minute. Grrr. I love that people think they're witty when they point out the fact that LSU has a much larger band. Of course they do. The school has to be five times large than Tulane, and the band's been in existence for more than three years. People still come up and ask if this is Tulane's first year marching (It's not, it's the Third).
I thought that is was really cute that the band stopped and played "Happy Birthday" to people with signs saying it was their birthday. At least, I thought it was cute the first couple of times, by the eighth it was getting rather annoying, but that was more the "I'm tired" crankiness. I also noticed at least two people that they miss, but that was bound to happen.
I saw my work people and they all waved to me. I was excited. It was like I was an actual part of the work community, which I suppose after a year I officially am.
Probably the funniest bit was after everyone got on the bus to drive back to campus. Apparently Bacchus was lining up on Tchopitulous and not Magazine as we thought. So, the buses drove Uptown only to find out that they couldn't get through. They had to turn around on the little, narrow, over parked streets and head back Downtown to the interstate entrance, since that was the only way to get from one side of town to the other. And people wonder why they say it's a good idea to find a place to park at the beginning of the weekend and never move it.
Needless to say, I skipped Bacchus is favor of food (yummy pasta salad that the band director's mother made) and a night in. To catch a predator is a mighty creepy show. Just saying.