46th Annual Eeyore's Birthday Party
Pease Park
Austin, Texas
What began in 1963 as a small event organized by a University of Texas English Professor to simultaneously honor the onslaught of spring and the A.A. Milne classic "Winnie the Pooh" has, over 46 years, transmographied into a colorful, chaotic, and cacaphonous Austin rite of spring where the beer flows, the drums never stop beating, near nudity is de rigeur, and that smell is exactly what you think it is.
The odd thing is that this "Austin snob", as my friends in Houston call me, had never been to the event even though he'd inhabited the City of the Violet Crown for the greater part of 25 years.
It was time to change that.
So I wondered on foot from my shack in lower east Austin to Pease Park, a fun walk of a little over 3 miles each way with plenty of photo opportunities along the Lady Bird Lake and Shoal Creek Trails. I hope to have some photos from the trek up in the near future.
But first, the destination-
As far as Eeyore's- It was more exhilarating than I could have ever imagined.
Was it the hippie-fest everyone says it is? Yes. Even more so, it was an exhibitionist-fest. Ergo, folks did not mind having their pictures taken by a stranger. In fact, people were stopping me, begging me to take their picture. I hope their hooch and weed-addled brains can remember my email address.
It was also cool to find out that the event made lots of money for local non-profits from booze and food sales. As far as weed sales.....
No birthday bash is complete without a sign honoring the honoree
That's right Birthday Boy- buy it inside the park from a non-profit needing your cash!
The Eeyore Statue of Liberty- give me your drummers, your exhibitionists, and
your hippies yearning to chemically alter themselves- for some good causes, of course. 
Now if that is not a Rite of Spring... 
The huddled, drumming masses yearning to make some noise. 
Res Ipsa Loquitor
Estimated crowd- uhh.. 10,000 or so. Estimated sacrificed brain cells - billions. 
What-- a drum circle?
Yes. Drum Circle. 

Indo Board..
Dude- you try it.
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Do I get the bump?
"Why, what's the matter?"
"Nothing, Pooh Bear, nothing. We can't all, and some of us don't. That's all there is to it."
"Can't all what?" said Pooh, rubbing his nose.
"Gaiety. Song-and-dance. Here we go round the mulberry bush."
"Oh!" said Pooh. He thought for a long time, and then asked, "What mulberry bush is that?"
"Bon-hommy," went on Eeyore gloomily. "French word for meaning bonhommy," he explained. "I'm not complaining, but There It Is."
Somehow, I don't see Eeyore as an eager participant in a drum circle...
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I posted some pics, too. If you have a chance, please stop by and have a look.
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