There are a lot more pictures in this set, so I'm going to put them in the extended entry.
Where was I?
Oh, yeah!
NEKKID ARMS!
Hooray for sun!
Here's the crowd right before he got here--he had a parade from the tracks all the way up 20th Street, so the parade route had several bunches of people along it, too, which is why it looks a bit sparse at the moment.
Here comes ANOTHER band!
Annnnd, all the hordes from along the parade route--
--annnnd, the FOX6 Mobile Doppler Weather Chaser VIPIR Hummer Truck of WHIRLING DEATH!
AND TAYLOR! EEEEK!!
Now then, all the speeches and gladhanding from our local elected officials--
Here's the gift of the key to the city
--and the presentation of an OFFICIAL proclamation--
--and the presentation of the record, which to me doesn't look quite gold. I think what they meant was it was a regular record upon which is recorded the gold-record-winning song, "In the Ghetto." Or whatever.
Taylor graciously says thanks--
--and works the crowd--
--before SINGING! WHOOO!!
--and performing a dazzling array of physical movements with his arms, legs, torso, and head which we think is DANCING! WHOOO!!
--and playing the HARMONICA! WHOOO!!
--and saying WHOOO! WHOOO!!
and saying THANK YOU VERY MUCH! WHOOO!!
As we know, all good things must eventually come to an end, so the tugboats pulled up the aircraft carrier to take him on to his next stop at the Galleria.
He says good-bye and thanks once more--
--and then rides away out of sight.
All in all, a very fun day, and as these events seem to do, it attracted some rather interesting folks.
Such as, Vulcan, Roman God of the Forge and largest cast iron statue in the world, who Taylor got to meet and shake hands with--
That was neat, and something you'd only see in Birmingham.
AND, what was even more cool, the entire membership of the Greater Birmingham Segway Club showed up en masse to support Taylor, as well as make their case for alternative transportation!
AND THUS, we now conclude our continuing coverage of banal, popular culture. We now return you to our regularly scheduled programming of popular, banal culture.
Being out of the PossumBlog loop for several days leads me to ask a few questions.
Who or what is a Taylor?
Where were the beads and other swag from the parade?
Only bare arms? I'd expect to see young lades in lil more more than paint at any proper NOLA-Key West shindig but seeing y'all are B'hamm and a bit slow Where are the girls in bikini tops?
Posted by: Tony von Krag at May 12, 2006 05:01 PMBoy, are YOU ever gonna antagonize the Soul Patrol!
As for photos of bikini-clad lasses, well, it's all part of the mystery that is Possumblog--maybe there are some, maybe not. You just have to look through the ENTIRE FIVE YEARS of stuff, and you might find them. If they're there. Which they probably aren't. But you never know.
Hehehehe.
Posted by: Terry Oglesby at May 13, 2006 09:56 PM