A wacky parade, a walk in the park, hippies. Welcome Summer.
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The streets were closed to keep the riffraff out and the hippies in.
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The California budget cuts hit Governor Schwarzenegger's transportation services the hardest.
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"If you didn't feed me regularly, I'd bite your hand clean off for putting me in this getup."
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High fashion invades Santa Barbara.
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If he took enough pictures of mommy kissing "uncle" Ted, daddy said he'd get Bobby a brand new bike.
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Kid: Get your own man servant. This one is taken.
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Two parade-goers decked out in Woodstock camo.
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Kid: Hurry it up woman! I've got places to be and we can't be held up by every Tom, Dick or Jane that you want to trade cookie recipes with.
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Paka brings us gold! And frankincense! And mir! Wait, that's all just confetti. Nevermind.
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The Confetti Kid gets a taste of his own medicine.
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Stilt Girl: So yeah, I wish my mom had replaced my legs with these metal stilts after the jr.high dance. They're afraid now. Boy: Don't you mean you wish she hadn't done it at all? Girl: What? Of course not. You see how wicked tall I am right?
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Without the aid of her hat prop, Margaret's head would be crushed like a ripe melon.
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Always match your lipstick to your feather boa. Always.
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No matter how hard Karen danced, her mom was the only one that paid any attention.
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Guitarist: I don't think my flame motif is coming through. Do you have a match?

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