He then rambled on about how he couldn't understand the cat thing, it must be something associated with being born in October. I politely responded to him by saying that at least I wasn't doing cocaine. Cocaine? That he could understand (how the fuck do I react to that?!) but dressing like a cat all of the time? Nope. 

As I grabbed my camera and ran out the door to meet my friend Greg, my dad called after me, suggesting that I see if the need a Catwoman for the next Batman movie. 

Party Catwoman. I like it. 

Anyway, the Nain Rouge, French for "Red Dwarf"is a mythical creature that some believe originated in Normandy, France. Original legends tell of the creature being protector of Detroit, but, due to modern interpretations, it is now feared by the residents as the "harbinger of doom." Each year, residents of Detroit and its surrounding areas gather to march in a hodge-podge of a march to rid the city of the Nain. 

This year was my first year, and Greg's too so it was nice to be a newb with someone. Everyone was dressed crazy! Lots of red, all sorts of masks, kids running around everywhere, people brought their pets out, there were floats, and jugglers and music and of course, dancing in the street! I had an absolute blast! It was right down the street from Mariah's apartment, so she came and checked it out for a bit as well. We ran into some of Greg's friends, some of my buds from B. Nektar Meadery, and of course a bunch of rennies. I did my best to take photos, but eventually handed it off to Mariah to take back with her to her apartment while we danced in the marche. It is nice to live life enjoying the moment every now and then. 

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