Rain, Rain, Rain. And then... a BIG RAINBOW!
(Above) Members of the New Orleans Cavaliers and Southern Renegades mount their hogs for Pride. (For the great unwashed, "hog" is a nickname for a Harley Davidson, lest you be getting "Deliverance" music in your head right now...)
(Below) Michael Albracht, Mr. Louisiana Leather 2008, raises his right hand and swears he'll be back next year.
(Above, left) After spending several hours entombed in a folding sofa bed, Renegades Roman and Lee emerge to embrace their Prideness. (Right) PFLAG didn't disappoint!
Aren't They Bee-utiful? 
(Above) When the auditon for the new Nasonex commercial went south, our bee-loved gang from B-Bob's bedazzled the crowd with their bee-witching display of bee... oh, I just can't do this anymore.
Don't Worry. It's Just Us!
(Above) We're still trying to find out what Biloxi's "Just Us" Lounge used to make their huge float... either an 18 wheeler, or a piece of the Space Shuttle. It was so large the float got hung up taking a corner at Bienville Square. (Or it could be that this bodacious bunch just saw someone they wanted to shower with pure Southern Pride!)
Honey, Back the Car Out of the Tomb, It's Pride!
(Top) Ride Like an Egyptian! You don't expect the Order of Osiris to WALK, do you? They're GODS! (Above) Middle rider Renegade Donnie fumbles for beads after forgetting to remove his sleeping mask from the night before.
(Above) Looking quite poised and polished, Mr. Gay Pride connects with The Renegade camera.
THERE She Is!
(Above) If you look real hard, you'll see Miss Venus. (Who would have thought we'd EVER be saying THAT!)
