Mardi Gras/Superbowl Weekend To-Do List, or
My Dance Card is Suddenly Full
Saturday, 10am: Vote.
Attire: sweats (thinking ahead to Saturday, 10:30am).
Saturday, 10:30am: Hit the gym.
Attire: see Saturday, 10:00am above.
Note: Yes, people actually go there to work out.
Saturday, afternoon: Straighten up the house for next week’s visitor.
Attire: Tignon, white linen top, burlap skirt held on by length of frayed rope.
Saturday, 6:00pm: Traipse over to the Radical Faerie ball.
Attire: Clothing-optional, but highly glittery displays are encouraged–especially those celebrating everyone’s favorite milkmaid–and the party’s namesake–Saint Bridget (although, given the day, this year’s event should rightly be devoted to the often-overlooked Saint John Neumann).
Saturday, 10:00pm: Stumble to the Shim Sham Club to catch a real rock show.
Attire: See Saturday, 6:00pm above. Once I get gussied up, I ain’t changin’.
Sunday, 10:30am: Hit the gym again.
Attire: see Saturday, 10:30am above
Note: I’m not a gymfreek. These are simply the only two days of the week I have time to go. So there.
Sunday, 1:00pm: Light a candle to Saint Dismas for Winona.
Attire: Stolen t-shirt, hot pants.
Sunday, afternoon: Straighten up some more for next week’s visitor.
Attire: see Saturday, afternoon above.
Sunday, 6:00pm: Schlep over to the Petronius Ball.
Attire: Black tie or fancy dress or anything I can squeeze my fat ass into that’s going to be comfortable for the three hours I have to sit and watch drunken queens parade in sequins and set themselves on fire.
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