Well, Mardi Gras is officially over. Today is Ash Wednesday, which is when many Catholics go to church to get “ashed”. We never did that. Yes, I was raised Catholic, but we weren’t very devout. But that isn’t what today’s post is about!
No, it’s about Mardi Gras memories. As much as I promote Mardi Gras, I haven’t been to a parade in years; every time I go, I end up catching the flu. Which sucks. However, when I was a kid, if I didn’t get to go to the parades, I was depressed.
There were so many things to enjoy about the parades, not just the beads and toys and moon pies, but the other things between the floats. The bands were always fun to watch. But it was a special group that didn’t hit every parade I used to love.
They’re called the Selucrey Sophistocats. They’re a group of guys who march…okay, dance the entire parade route, handing out special beads and generally entertaining the crowds between floats. I used to love when they’d come by because they’re such characters.
Here’s a little taste of what they do:
Doesn’t that look like fun? When I was a teenager, it was kind of like a feather in your cap if one of these guys gave you a rose or something special like that. I’m rolling my eyes, but the things you think are awesome when you’re young…mais.
So Happy belated Mardi Gras!