I saw him! He looked old. We were on Lee Circle, smushed between the street and the Circle Bar like sardines in beads, when lo and behold! my hero of Dances with Wolves, my part-Cherokee part-fisherman part-cow-riding Colorado-land-owning beauty came around the bend presiding over the Endymion entourage like the man I’ve always known he was.
He was too far away for pictures, and it was too crowded for him to throw the beads directly at me, but I know, in my heart of hearts, that he wanted to, and my night was complete.
Today: Bacchus Parade. King: Hulk Hogan. AWEsome.