This really happened; ignore the lack of specific dates.
Many many moons ago, when the Coyote was still a young pup (read: in high school), she was invited to help put petals, leaves, seeds, and whole flowers on a Rose Parade Float. Specifically, the float we worked on had a boy reading and a dragon reading over his shoulder (This, by the by, was long before Harry Potter).
After a little visit with my friend Google, I managed to find a picture: it was Cal Poly Pomona's 1988 entry Imagine That.
Putting together a Rose Parade float is done on December 31 in a warehouse somewhere in Pasadena, CA. At the time I did it, this involved lots of space heaters -- it doesn't often get below freezing in Southern California, but it does get damn cold -- coats, hands covered with glue and, in my case, being athletic enough to be threaded through to stand on the wing hydraulics to put the aforementioned seeds on the dragon's wings.
I was a lot more fearless then than I am now, and cheerfully stood up there and wiped glue on followed by handsful of grayish seeds. Even though my perch meant I could feel every time anyone so much as pressed too hard on the lower parts of the float; I could also listen to the conversation between the engineers who would be operating the hydraulics I was using as a working platform.
And all of this was fine, pleasant, enjoyable even -- until I heard from below me:
"Do you think we should test the hydraulics*?"
The experience became a little nerve-wracking. But worthwhile. Oh, so worthwhile.
After all, how many people can say they rode on the back of a dragon?
* Needless to say, they did not test the hydraulics until I was back on terra firma.