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Last night was pretty much a perfect New York evening, the kind that makes me happier than I can say with my life as it is right now. And I don’t think there’s a better way to spend the evening of the 4th than at a picnic on the roof of the McKittrick, watching fireworks with friends & fellow drunks.

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eleven years ago tonight! I believe this was the only 4th of july event the mckittrick has ever had, and it was also the first event held at gallow green.

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I don’t go to sleep no more very often anymore because I think even over the space of twelve years, one hundred times is probably more time than one needs to see the same play, even a large strange play that is also very good. I still have an enormous amount of affection for this big weird building and all the big weird shit inside it, but there’s generally a lot of things competing for my $150 at any given moment. you know how it is.

anyway! all of this to say I went to the show a few weeks ago for the first time since summer 2022, and I had a blast, with the exception of the approximately twenty minutes total I spent in manderley, which was a little bit heartbreaking, if I’m honest.

but that’s okay. all of the new cast (and all of the new-to-me cast) are great, all of the not-new cast are great, I had a great time stalking the cunning man as per usual, everything is great. (please do actually fix manderley though.) ok thanks bye!

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On August 16, 1935, California’s fabled Venice Beach kicked off its very first Mardi Gras Festival. The celebration (which was inspired by New Orleans’ Mardi Gras) included events such as parades, the Miss California Beauty Pageant, the coronation of Queen Venetia by King Neptune, and a gala ball that concluded the three-day celebration.

Since you can’t have a proper Mardi Gras party without giant papier-mâché masks, take a gander at the ones hanging out on Venice Beach in the following photos from the mid-1930s. The masks, which were three to four feet tall, are as whimsical as they are super creepy.

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