Derby Dancing

I don't know why but the other day I got to thinking about the Kentucky Derby.

Now I know next to nothing about horse racing so I have to say, it's kind of odd. The think I got to thinking about was not the race, not the mint juleps or the horses. Naw. I got to thinking about the hats. The huge, glam hats that everyone who sits in the stands instead of the infield wears.

I freakin' love those hats. I'm not a hat person really. I like winter hats, I like baseball hats. Easter hats? No thanks. Fancy hats to wear to weddings or to visit the Queen? (which I do allllllll the time) Nuh. For some reason though, I want a huge Kentucky Derby hat. I want a hat with a brim so large it can provide shade for a small village. I want it to the point that I almost need poles to hold it up. It needs to by humongous in a tasteful manner of course.

Oh crap! I was so gonna post pictures but I used the other computer when I was looking at them! Hold on maybe I can find them quick.

Crapballs! I don't remember what I put into my google search to find them. I shoulda checked that before I started this blog...

They were huge and that's all that matters. One was black with red accents, one was a fuschia-pink and the other might have been white with some pink accents. They were pretty amazing.

I want to go to the Derby twice. Once I'll find me a rich date to buy me my hat that small aircraft could land on and another time I want to go to the infield. I read somewhere that while the infield isn't the best place to actually see the race, it is pretty fun place to party. The people sneak booze in by injecting their fruit with it! How amazing is that?! I should TOTALLY try to do that at Miller Park. I need a syringe though.

Anyway. There's that to do.

I just saw the movie Milk and it was very good. I highly recommend it to anyone. Sean Penn totally deserved that Oscar for it.

Alright. I'm out. Adios.