last night was the krewe of selene’s parade in slidell. my mom and aunt are in the parade, which makes it more fun than the normal parade, because i get to be one of those people at the parade who knows people on the float, so i get a lot of cool stuff. it helps when my mom knows where i’ll be on the route, because i’ve had to chase the float down when i show up at a location unannounced. anyway, tuesday night i rode my bike down to sonic to get one of those sweetheart blasts. i called up len to see if he wanted to go (he couldn’t), and then chad’s wife steph to see if she and the E’s (ethan and emily) wanted to go (they did) and we all met up there. i mentioned the parade friday night, and a plan was hatched. steph got all excited to go, and she started talking in a high pitched voice “OMG! AREN’T YOU EXCITED???” i also found out at sonic the reason why she was so excited, because the only parade she had been to was dionysus, another slidell parade. comparing dionysus to selene is like comparing a high school game to a major college game, so i understood why she was so excited. plus she knew a lot of people in the parade riding the floats, so it was going to be cool. anyway, so there ended up being 7 of us going to the parade last night, and we were going to meet and walk from steph’s friend’s parents’ house near the route. i came to find out that her friend’s dad was my PE teacher from high school as we pulled into the driveway. he was the PE teacher that liked to call people meatheads, and that fuzzy memory was confirmed for me when one of his current students came up to him before the parade started and he said “well there’s a meathead!” all the PE teachers at my high school were pretty cool, plus they were the only teachers who didn’t mind being called ‘coach.’ i had some friends experiment with calling our physics teacher ‘coach’, and he didn’t like it too much.
the parade was fun, and the E’s caught a lot, but then float 21 came by. there was nothing special about float 21, but i’ll remember it for a while. i was standing there looking at the float, when all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye i see this lady throw these beads at me. not that something like that is weird, because we were standing in the front of the crowd, no more than maybe 7 or 8 feet from the passing floats. anyway, this lady hit me in the face with the beads, and not only that, IN MY EYE! who throws at people’s faces at the front of the crowd? obviously some lady with bad aim. the pain i felt was pretty much the pain that you get when your contact just moves off the front of your eye, but i couldn’t tell out on the street. it was still on the front though, cause i could still see okay, but it wasn’t moving (not good). we get back to my old PE teacher’s house and i take my contact out and see that it’s cracked down the middle. the beads cracked my contact while it was in my eye! the pain subsided once i got the contact out, but it’s still a bit sore today. i hope to go see the doctor on monday. after all these years of going to parades, my first MG injury is getting hit in the eye with a pair of beads. the chances of that happening are about as slim as going to a parade your old HS PE teacher.
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