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Even by New Orleans' lusty standards for revelry, last week's finale to weeks of Mardi Gras merrymaking was an epic blowout. There were John Bobbitt mimics, a Tonya Harding on roller skates with a baseball bat, and vendors peddling condom keychains. The 10-hour parade was viewed by 1 million revelers who overflowed hotels and French Quarter restaurants. As grateful merchants totted up the $10 million infusion, swelled for the first time by a riverboat casino, tourist-commission spokeswoman Beverly Gianna pronounced it "a grand and glorious party...

Author: /time Magazine | Title: Down in the Big Queasy | 2/28/1994 | See Source »

Whatever. I found the third option--going to the integrated Orpheus krewe parade and screaming my head off for some beads--to by favorite solution. When in doubt during Mardi Gras, go with the flow and celebrate...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Of Booze, Beads and Blondes | 2/24/1994 | See Source »

...Mardi Gras day is almost anticlimactic--everything shuts down and everybody crowds the street beginning in the wee hours of the morning for the Rex and Zulu parades, which are during the day. Most watchers are either bleary-eyed revelers from the night before or chipper family members hoisting their costumed kids into boxes on the tops of ladders for better bead-catching...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Of Booze, Beads and Blondes | 2/24/1994 | See Source »

Except for a 40-year-old man dressed as Tonya Harding, there were no reminders of Boston, of the Northeast, of any-thing outside of Mardi Gras. It was hedonistic and loose...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Of Booze, Beads and Blondes | 2/24/1994 | See Source »

...waded through the snow that night to get my forehead ashes and go to section, feeling appropriately somber. My timing was good. But from the desk in my office now dangle three long sets of flat beads in purple, gold and green--the colors of Mardi Gras. Lent will pass, another year will go by and the time for revelry will come again. when it does, you'll be able to find me on St. Charles Ave.., precariously perched on someone's shoulders, smiling a big smile and holding out my hands for some beads. Mardi Gras is balm...

Author: NO WRITER ATTRIBUTED | Title: Of Booze, Beads and Blondes | 2/24/1994 | See Source »

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