I walked into the Doo Dah After-Party scanning the crowd, hoping to see my longtime friend Russ, who had caught my attention on the parade route. He wasn’t there. Almost an hour later I was sitting at a table feeling a little blue about missing him and to my surprise in walked Russ and his friend Mark.
I grabbed Russ in a big hug and jumped up and down with excitement (not very regal, but who cares? I’m the Queen, I make the rules). A long Sunday night drive back to San Jose wasn’t going to stand in the way of his chance to hang out with me!
We chatted and I introduced Russ and Mark to Louise and Valerie of my Official Entourage. Louise (in her long
black dress) wasted no time dragging Russ out to the dance floor and Valerie (in pink) mugged with him for the camera.
Left behind, my friend Roc and I looked at each other. Well? What the heck, we decided to dance too.
Horses on Astroturf took the stage– not changing over Snotty Scotty and the Hankies’ banner for theirs. But no one cared. We were there to party and the music was good.
Finally I got my turn to cut the rug with Russ. I remember that he wasn’t much into dances during our high school years, but he always was a lot of fun. Today, he knows how to move fairly well on the floor and we made up for a few lost years…
During the party, Russ told me that he was fan of Rev. Billy and quite enjoyed the Reverend’s film, “What Would Jesus Buy.” I imagine, no, I know that Russ delighted in seeing my “saving episode” with the larger-than-life Rev. Billy. You may recall Russ’ e-mail to me: “But the last pic in the set is worth having!” Yeah, Russ, I’ll bet you’ll enlarge that photo and hang it on your office wall.. not!
Russ likes anything a little off-kilter. He and I spent way too many Friday and Saturday nights at the “Rocky Horror Picture Show.” We drove to some out of the way mortuary to see its “Last Supper in Wax” (which was kinda creepy). I’ve even assisted Russ when he had to do surgery on his bunny during a visit- I was the one fretting, “I think he’s waking up!” So Doo Dah was a perfect match for my buddy, still, I wondered how his friend, Mark, was faring.
“That was one of the best parades I’ve ever been to,” Mark beamed. “Actually, I think it was the best ever.”
Mark’s OK by me. And I’ll bet he and Russ had a lot to talk about on the long drive back to San Jose.
As for me, more adventures were already on the horizon!