Yesterday was also a Saturday and we went to the Inman Park Festival. It's HUGE festival just 2 MARTA stops from This New Condo.
The pic below is just ONE of the streets that they shut down and line with booths featuring people selling just about any old thing.
I'm always reminded at festivals like this of a George Carlin routine in which he talks about our consumerism, "Be the first guy to nail two things togehter that have never been nailed together before and SOME SCHMUCK will BUY it from you!"
Their community symbol is a butterfly. You'll see it in a few of the following shots.
The festival includes a locally famous (or infamous) parade that gets increasingly less family friendly as it progresses...
Less racy than Pride, but more drunk than Veteran's Day. What can you expect from a scene that starts selling beer at 9am?
Oh yeah, and last night I ate SQUAB for the first time. During that same meal I spilled a full martini down the front of me and into my crotch. CLASSY!
How was your weekend?