A man of many buttons, who wore a button baseball cap, was among the early birds to arrive that morning. You would think that such a man would be more on the button.

A mother arrived early with her daughter. The daughter was dressed as a skeleton, while the mother drank coffee apparently to awaken herself.

A lion artist used a magic brush to gradually erase the image of a man from a concrete column.

The traditional trailer with three Doggie Diner heads arrived eleven minutes early. That's right, three heads eleven minutes early.

A man arrived who walked using a walking stick. In his other hand he held up a wordless sign with the logo for the Church of the Last Laugh. It is always quieter near a man with a mute sign.

A handsomely bearded man wearing a stylish straw hat walked around with a monkey on his shoulder. One can only presume the monkey crawled there from the man's back.

A gorilla and son arrived just in time to amuse the children already waiting for the parade to start.

A happy fellow with the word WAR etched in his forehead, high-fived the camera. The tanks on his hat were for the memories.

Two adult men stood turned slightly away from each other and dueled with texting. Would it not have been easier for them to face each other and talk.

Shortly after noon, the traditional drums began to play. A festively-fast rhythm that drew the faithful into an ever tightening circle.

So many people arrived just in time that they began to spill out into the street. Notice how the three Doggie Diner heads also turned to listen to the drumming.

The mood was festive just moments before the parade began. One sign read, "Not just another stupid religion." Another sign in Spanish read, "XXX," which translates into English as, "XXX."