Happy Day after Fathers day to my 4 daddies readers out there. I hope that your day was spent enjoying cigars, a nice steak dinner and maybe even a little golf if you were lucky. I spent Sunday enjoying some MPH in the morning and finally got out and went down Home Depot for some recycling bags and I did manage to fit a cigar into my busy day.
So this past weekend the Coney Island Mermaid Parade was held on Stillwell Avenue on Coney Island. I recall last year that we missed it and I was pissed. It looked like all the makings of a great event with the premise you get to day drink and not feel guilty about it. This year Mrs. Trumpet’s school schedule wouldn’t allow her to attend so I asked my friend LZ if she would go with me since FZ was away for work. LZ was fired up and even made a crown for the event, I opted not to wear any heavy headgear since the weather was supposed to be rainy.
Now here is my warning to all you dad’s out there who have daughters. Should your daughter inform you that she is going to be in the Mermaid Parade you should require your sweet angelic baby that she is required to wear a minimum of a yard of cloth to cover herself above the waist. As LZ and I were riding the Q train out to Coney Island we shared a subway car with a couple Mermaids. One was in a bikini top and a pair of shorts that looked like her va-jay-jay was trying to eat them. Oh and she was wearing Spartacus shoes too. This child naturally was busy putting on her Purple wig and put her Spartacus shoes on which was quite comical I might add. Then there were the body paint people.
Now it was raining fairly hard on our subway ride out to Coney Island. LZ brought up a great point; here you are wearing body paint and it is raining. When the rain and that water based paint mix the paint will come off. You are not carrying much on your person because well, you are after all naked except for purple water color paint. “How you getting home? Did you think that far in advance?” Thankfully for this daddy’s baby girl the rain stopped just before the parade. Granted we are not sure if she didn’t wake up on Sunday doing the walk of shame from Sheepshead Bay but hey a girl has to have priorities. So again for you daddies out there. Your little girl should wear clothes or at least have a body paint rain contingency plan.
Had to wait out the rain so we went to my favorite Bud Light Can Russian run bar.
Mardi Gras style floats in Brooklyn. Who would have known.
LZ sporting her crown and platform shoes.
The kid is pissed that his parents dressed him in that garb. But let’s be serious, we all know that his parents have a case of beer and or wine in the bottom of that buggy.
Who doesn’t love a dog in a Tu-Tu?
Hula Hoop Girl was getting it!
I must say the Brooklyn Drumlines are much different than those in Memphis.
We sought higher ground for the rest of the parade. Two people under 5’8″ have trouble seeing over people in a crowd.
Ahem Mr. 3 First Names and Asian Fireman – I think we are missing a golden opportunity here.
Look closely and you see a Tractor pulling the float. I don’t see a lot of Tractors here in New York.
D*ck in a treasure chest?
Lots of Nautical and Seafood Themes here.
Ariel from the Block!
Not sure what it is but at least they were properly clothed.
Looks like the Bo Weevils Have some competition.
And no I am not going to put any of “those” pictures on the blog. I may day drink and poke fun at a lot of things but I do have some scruples. Have a good week and again Happy Fathers Day to all you Daddies out there.