As a member of the world's largest religion, I, of course, attended the St. Stupid's Day parade. (I do so every year, though, sometimes, the parade is rude enough to happen in the middle of the day in spite of my not being awake then, or to take off before I arrive. In fact, the latter is not very unusual, given my laggard nature.) This was yesterday. What year it is, I will leave up to your imagination. If you know, please tell me.

These pictures are not from the parade - everyone there saw me already. Except the blind man; he was too busy balancing his windowhangings to keep track of anything else. However, they are of the outfit I was wearing. Sans jacket. (Why? Well, I took some pictures for the dubious benefit of a couple friends on Rapture, and figured it'd been altogether too long since I added anything here.