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We went to the homecoming parade at the U yesterday morning. As always, it was a good time. Homecoming was late in the season this year to defend against possible Twins playoff conflicts, so it was a little colder out, but a good size crowd showed up to brave the elements and watch the current crop of students try and drag themselves down the street. This year featured the usual collection of built-the-night-before floats and a couple of pretty stinkin' awesome ones. Maybe the best I've seen at a Homecoming parade. My personal highlight was at the start of the parade when an F-16 did a flyover down the length of University Avenue. Bitchin'. I should go to more air shows, that stuff rules.

On a less bitchin' note, Herb Brooks' family were the honorary parade marshals or whatever. A nice way to honor a great man to be sure, but it was a little awkward when they rolled by in a convertable. They're all sad and stuff and you feel bad for them, but do you clap and smile or what? I just kind of kicked at the ground. Umm, yeah... Can I go back to acting like a dumbass now?

On a bummer note, the parade moved pretty slowly. Check that, it moved unbelievably slowly. Slow like 2+ hours slow. Slow like how-in-the-hell-can-it-be-going-this-slow-hasn't-this-parade-route-been-the-same-for-like-100-years-what's-left-for-you-morons-to-figure-out slow? Brutal. Especially when Herb Brooks' family is parked in front of you for like 7 minutes.

And there's another thing. Because it isn't currently an election year the parade was basically devoid of gladhanding politicians looking to kiss babies. This sucked because a) politicians are the most fun to taunt and b) for the first time ever, I HAD A FRICKIN' BABY TO KISS. So not only did I not get to remind R.T. that Block E is a miserable failure, I didn't get to tell R.T. to kiss my kid to try and win my vote back. (Not that he'd know that I live in Edina, sukka.)

Props to PDX for the free donuts and bevies.