You may have seen bumper stickers saying, "Keep Austin Weird." There aren't any such mottoes about Louisiana, and that's because weirdness in Louisiana is about as endangered as nutria. On Saturday, Kara and I went to experience some genuine Louisiana weirdness at the Frog Festival in the self-proclaimed Frog Capital of the World, Rayne.
We laughed, we made rude comments amongst ourselves about genetics, we wondered if perhaps we had licked some hallucinogenic frogs.
I write this blearily while the rest of the brood dozes. You see, it is Mardi Gras break down here in Loosiana. School's out til Thursday.
Sooo...I went to Spanish Town Mardi Gras on Saturday.
Q. ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FOOTBALL?!?!??!?!
A. No. I am pretty much never ready for some football. However! I was easily lured by an offer presented by a regular commenter on this blog, vl100butch, to experience an LSU football game from an insider's perspective. Other than eating some specially prepared little maritime critters, which I am also not ready for, this seemed the essential Baton Rouge experience. And that's how this avid sports detractor went willingly to her first sporting match in, oh, probably over 15 years.
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So, I went to the Greater Baton Rouge State Fair on Sunday, fully expecting it to be a jackpot of Blogging Gold. As you can see by the title, it wasn't quite as ridonkulous as predicted, but still pretty amusing for the cityfolk likes of myself.
