By templedf on Feb 21, 2007
While I was walking my dog yesterday morning, I was struck by an odd realization. Yesterday was Fat Tuesday, and I was probably the only person in the neighborhood who knew, and definitely the only one who cared. Where I'm from, not noticing it's Fat Tuesday is like not noticing it's Christmas. Out here, though, not only does no one notice, they don't understand even if I point it out. "What's a king cake?" they ask! They think a hurricane is a meteorological phenomenon. They don't get the purple, green, and gold. Sometimes it's lonely being a coastie.
(In case you're wondering, the reason I'm writing this post today instead of yesterday is that we had our office Mardi Gras party, and I spent all day preparing for the parade. (Yes, a parade!) You can find photos here, here, and here, and a video here. This is the second year for the party and the first year for the parade. With a little luck, maybe we displaced coasties can inject a little NOLA spirit into the Silicon Valley lifestyle.)