We had a Ball! Pt.1
Last night, MissyG, Lady, and I attended Laila’s ball for the Krewe of King Arthur.
It was held at the St. Bernard Cultural Center (pause while obligatory oxymoron jokes pass), and it was fun. OK, I admit, the presentation and procession of the krewe actually were mostly boring. Hell, even the people who had been in it the year before could hardly maintain the modicum of interest one might expect from someone who has done this before. It was cool, though, because Laila OPENED the show, as the first member to step from behind the curtain and give her Miss America wave, moving from choreographed stop to stop, looking all cool in her silver gown. Later, intermixed between members of the court, people with GIANT character heads on their shoulders were a trip to watch dance around, almost falling over and narrowly avoiding running into each other. Sucks to be THAT guy. Once the whole procession was done (imagine watching a parade with no floats, bands, or dance groups, set to dramatic tracks from various soundracks, each being about 2 minutes too long – step lively, people! I’m waiting to get my party on!), the Dj started with the jamz, and the white people was groovin’. Ah, white people. We do love dancing to the “colored” music. Baby got back, indeed.
Like I said, it was fun. There was more juicy stuff going on involving dresses slit way up to there, some beotch who “stole” MissyG’s pants, and cleavage, cleavage, sweet Jebus there was cleavage. Did I mention the cleavage? I think MissyG was mad because some friend of Laila’s out-titted her. But I think I’ll let MissyG post THOSE stories…
It was a nice time, and we all got to dress up, which I do like every now and then. It was nice to meet your mom – she’s sweet. I guess it was even nice to see your brother and dad there at the end of our tables, even though Snap seemed afraid to introduce us. I was afraid, too, and wouldn’t take finger sandwiches from the tray near them without having Snap as an escort.
Thanks for the invite, Laila.
January 17th, 2005 at 11:57 pm
Yeah! We had a ball! 😉 ( Please note pun intended.) No really, we all had fun, and Laila was the bell of the ball.
January 18th, 2005 at 7:22 pm
It was fun. The music got “better” after you guys left, though. The DJ played this song called “get it ready.” As I’ve alraedy found, people don’t know what I’m talking about when I ask them if they know this song. Just let it be known that it was a rather cheesey rap song that involved dance steps that went with the song “lyrics.” The steps are trashy. After having watched all of my friends and me proceed to not only recall the steps to this song that we hadn’t heard since 1998, but also do them, Snap divulged to me that it was the most “westbank” thing he had ever seen me do, and that he thought it was very indicative of this particular parade krewe to have something like that happen at their ball. He followed that up by saying “I guess sometimes you can take the girl out of the westbank, but you can’t take the westbank out of the girl.” To which I responed, “no baby, it’s just that sometimes the westbank comes to you.”
January 19th, 2005 at 6:04 pm
SNAP. quote repository.
“you gotta fuck something, man.”
indeed snap. indeed.