For years I've wanted to see Pasadena's Doo Dah Parade, and last weekend Eric and I made the pilgrimage!
Marchers presented serious social issues in a humorous way, for example pink-slipped teachers wearing real pink slips, Dachsunds for Breast Cancer (Weiners for Boobs), the bailed-out billionaires, and an accordianist who encouraged us to hang up our cell phones while driving.
Some entrants apparently did things just because they were possible. The Men of Leisure were a synchronized napping team, the queen of the parade was a drag queeen, a motorized couch zoomed around, the Quilting Bees twirled their fabric, and the dancing zombies staggered in unison.
And what would a parade be without music and bands? At Doo Dah these included a one-man band, an ocarina marching band, the Drunk in the Garage band, and house band Snotty Scotty and the Hankies.
Other entrants were inexplicably random: Elvis on a Vespa, a group offering to swap their kids for yours, The Highland Park Thursday Evening Gentlemen's Society Circuit Bending Marching Band & Ladies Auxiliary, and the guy who balanced a pitcher of water and dry ice on his head while powering light bulbs with his mouth.
Riders aboard the floats showered parade watchers with beads and candy. The parade watchers returned marshmallows and tortillas. The Doo Dah Parade was once a parody of the Rose Parade. Now it stands alone as a mixture of whimsy, protest, exhibitionism, and humor. I loved it!