It's that time. Now, just to let you know, this KdV won't be as good as last year's. It can't be. Last year's KdV was catharsis central. This year, it will be a parade.
A Krewe du Vieux parade, but still, just a parade.
Evidently, I'm the new poster boy of carnival, as my mime pic is in this week's Gambit, and all over nola.com today. The caption was "Chris Rose is king of Krewe du Vieux". I hope they aren't insinuating that I'm Rose. Brian has a screencap of it.
In keeping with wearing white and black horizontally striped shirts, I'm wearing a convict's uniform. Pretty much all of our subkrewe is dressed in the finest prison attire. Our theme is that we need a return to competent corruption...not this incompetent corruption, like Nagin is so fond of.
I'm thinking about carrying a picture of Meffert's yacht around my neck to remind everybody of how corrupt this sumbitch is.
Oh well, we had a nice party on Wednesday, where we presented our King, Chris Rose, with a framed pic as described by Adrastos.
Here are more pix of the party. Enjoy, and I'll throw you sumtin.
Rose, looking at his loot.
Rose and I, discussing Cuban cigars.
Rose giving me a man hug.
"Remember, it's Carnival Time..."
"...all the time"
Da wife wif Uncle Lionel.