Angels on Duval

This afternoon we went to the Marquesas Room at the Hyatt on Front Street -- felt about 10 feet from Wisteria Island, with every bit of the wind coming right at you, no matter which direction you faced -- for the 90th birthday party for Betty, who plays bridge with Robert.

Turns out that her son's partner knew Ro two years before I did in Chicago, but the better part was talking with the people in the Sunday-Tuesday-Thursday rotation who I only got to meet last year at the Christmas party we threw.

But then, fortified by the party's rum punch, we rolled on to 915 for streetside seats at the city's great Christmas parade. I think I've told you in previous years how proud I was to have the city take the parade back from the ministerial association when evangelicals blocked gay floats -- which is why I took a blurry picture of the MCC float, all angels.