Photos by Michael Benni Pierce; some images for mature audiences only
Costumes by Tyler Carey, Gareth Edel, Mark Hugo, Tim Mann, Karl Moore, Michael Benni Pierce, Wade Stuckwisch, Jon Washburn.
The Unknown Hobo once told me - after watching Mark and Wade's antics at the late, great Brewsky's on East 7th Street, "Y'know, as a kid I saw Treasure Island, and there's this church service at one point, and at the end of the prayer Long John Silver says 'Amen,' but he says it like a pirate. Arrrrrmen. And as a kid, I thought he was saying 'Our Men.'" He then looked over his shoulder at Mark and Wade and shook his head. "Our men, indeed."
Well, the Unknown Hobo was not there for the parade this year, but he and I had gathered for libations at a small Irish pub the night before and reviewed the plans. "So, you're going to be carrying a monster made of spaghetti, dressed as pirates?" he asked.
"No, there's more to it than that. The Flying Spaghetti Monster is the deity of anti-global-warming pirates everywhere. It's gonna be grand."
This year, we were worshipping the greatest deity in the cosmos...The Flying Spaghetti Monster. His noodliness was fine to behold, and the 10% of the crowd that got the gag flipped out. There was one detractor who was kind of frightening, but most dug the FSM's pastafarian vibe.
As always, the parade provided an opportunity for the city's artsy party types to have their very own Mardi Gras. The fine folks at Coney Island USA have a thread on their message boards that highlights the photos and video of many participants, but please read-on to see what us Hoboes were up to...
(Note: If you want to be all Web2.0, these photos are up at Flickr, in case you want to Fave them or shoot 'em around the interweb.)