That must be the motto, because it did. Many were the variations on trashbag raingarb. All were dampened, some through to the skin (as I can attest), but spirits were not (as I can attest). Chuy’s parade was not cancelled. I’m not sure that it ever has been. The rain was pouring down, so there was recorded music only from Los Texas Wranglers and the Biscuit Brothers. Among those who played anyhow, and marched, too, were the Travis High School drumline and the Silver Thistle pipes and drums. This is the Hula Hut float. The tiki drinks sport cocktail parasols along with their fake-o fruit garnishes, and the Hawaiian dancers carry real umbrellas and dance beneath them.