Going upscale, Pat Mount and Sharon Kaiser watched from invitation-only tables above the pavement, as waiters served wine to classical music. "I've been on the sidewalk," said Mount, "and this sure beats it."
And dangling from second-floor windows of an adult bookstore were Dave Winnert of Canoga Park and a dozen of his closest punk and biker friends, who had overnighted on leopard-patterned pillows. "We're the privileged few," said Winnert with a smirk.
They would have enjoyed KLSX-FM's irreverent commentary. Disc jockey Frazier Smith saw Dan Quayle lurking in every band uniform, and described one float as "made of over 300 Denny's grand slam breakfasts held together with frozen halvah."
But more usual was the sentiment of an Inner Mongolian heart surgeon, Dr. H. D. Chaganbatu, visiting Loma Linda University, and here for his first (and probably only) Rose Parade.
"I think this is all very funny," he said politely, in hesitant English. "Very interesting."
Times staff writers Howard Blume, David Ferrell, Denise Hamilton, Amy Pyle, Sheryl Stolberg, Hector Tobar and Michael Ybarra contributed to this story.