Friends Celebrate Fall in Embarrassingly Festive Fashion

Yesterday my good pal Nathan hosted "Fall Ball." He decorated his entire house in balloons, crepe paper, and other goodies, and posted a schedule on the wall listing an entire day of festivities, starting with flag football and drinking at 1 p.m. and culminating in an evening dance/roll-in-the-hay. The highlight of the day, though, was THE PARADE!

Unfortunately, we spent most of the float-building time kicking back and drinking, and there was concern that the overall caliber of the floats would suffer as a result. Finally, Nathan called an end to the ass-sitting and rallied the troops.



We quickly gathered whatever materials we could find to ensure that the parade would be an appropriately festive affair.



At least one of the floats was mildly inappropriate. But what do you expect? You can't take joLynn anywhere.



Nathan gave a rousing speech to gear up for the parade, and we were both deeply moved and thoroughly confused by the proposed route.



We set aside any misgivings about the route and began our jolly and rambunctious journey. I played "Those Were the Days" on my trumpet, accompanied by Dylan on the accordion, and there was singing and spirited marching.



People at the Chatterbox Pub pointed out the windows and laughed at us like we were some kind of freaks. This buoyed our spirits.

Happy fall, everyone!