It’s Mardi Gras – Is Your Mojo Working?
It’s Mardi Gras once again. Fat Tuesday, the official finale in festive and inebriated manner of the Carnival season – one last day of reckless, wanton behavior before everyone gets all spiritual on Ash Wednesday, the official start of lenten abstinence. Yes, whoop it up one last time, and whoop it up good!
As a public service announcement, since so many of you may be imbibing in excess, I thought I’d pass along some helpful information dealing with the morning after. See, you may not remember much the following day, after a long night of whoop ass drinking and carousing er… festivities. When you do finally awaken from that drunken stupor and, if you believe you’ve gone to church to get your ashes, just make sure the markings look something like this:
And not like this:
Enjoy the festivities!
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Cute, Phil.
Aw, shucks now Joni. I’m probably too old to be cute…
oh… Oh! OH!!! You meant the post was cute?
er… um… never mind.
lol! Good warning. Imagine a tattoo of that on one’s face … yikes!
I had a few classes in college that always put me to sleep. I could have used that wide-eyed look with my eyes actually shut. Plus, I think the professor would have been to scared to call on me.
I think if it were permanent, it would qualify as a major tattoo fail. And yet, I get the sense there may be someone out there crazy enough to give it a go. That’s scary.
I so want to be home
My little brother and his lady fair are at a ball tonight after the 1800 parade. Did I mention I am homesick?
*Slinks off for another cognac*
Red.
I can only imagine a few of those stories when you lived there! Please consider sharing them on M3 if the mood strikes you! Mardi Gras – Red style.
May find occasion to slip in a few of them. What is not to like about a 6-week, statewide party which is two paid days off? There is a deep political lesson to the learned there.
Red.
Mardi Gras? My Mojo forgot to make pancakes. My omelets are divine.
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I bet they are. Save me some please. Do you serve them with an English muffin (which begs the question if they are indeed called English muffins in England or is that an American thing) or perhaps a nice little croissant? Tea or coffee?
Phil, I love the way you always make me smile…especially about what NOT to look like the day after. You are the best!
I don’t know about the best, but I’m always happy to make you smile Carol. Have a terrific day now!
I’m a little behind, sorry! And I’m retired, so I don’t have much of any excuse. Oh yes I do, and you’ll find out soon enough.
Odd that there’s a big decadent party before a time of deprivation in the name of being holy. Kind of like pigging out before going on a diet in the name of being healthy. Humans are irrational–fun, but irrational.
I don’t have much to give up for Lent, so it’s a good thing I’m Buddhist and I don’t observe Lent (I just observe everything in the present moment).
Never apologize for your being a little behind. It’s certainly better than being a big behind. Oh wait, hmmmm, that didn’t sound right. Er… OK, well, whatever your reasons, I enjoy the drop in, whenever you are able. I know what it’s like to be buried in a boatload of other distractions.
Phil I hope that you had lots of fun
and didn’t end up with the second
graphic creativity as a reminder
Have a great rest of day and don’t
be working too hard, save some for
the other guys
Androgoth
It’s been a while that I’ve had soooo much fun that I would risk awakening that way. I do enjoy myself and can get a wee bit carried away occasionally, but I don’t do the “crunk” thing, as kids this generation refer to it.
OMG,
Can you imagine awakening w/ a tattoo on your face?
that is soooo very Mike Tyson!
are you in New Orleans? what do you do for a living? do you travel?
I wanted to tell my daddy.
Xxx Love to you, Sweet sweet Phil.
Kim, I was not in New Orleans this year. I’ve been traveling on business. I work as a financial executive. It requires me to travel from time to time. I used to enjoy it more when I was younger, but now really only enjoy travel if it is for pleasure. I don’t care much for living out of a suitcase all that much.