St. Patrick’s Day 2006

DSC00528I took the day off of work and went downtown for some beers and the parade. I didn't have anyone to go with, so I did it on my own. I also rode my bike, which wasn't as bad of an idea as I'd feared.

I stopped by Flannery's, which appeared to have a much younger and wilder crowd than in past years. It almost reminded me of Panini's down the street, with the frat-quotient. After 15 minutes I actually made it to the bar and I decided that I needed to get all of my alcohol right away, since I would be unlikely to make it back until next year.

I drank my Irish Car Bomb and then had another Guinness and wandered around town until the parade started. The entire set of photos can be found here.

While the parade was going by, a girl started flirting with me who looked just like what Jessica Simpson would look like if Jessica Simpson wasn't a figment of American pop culture's collective imagination. Except she thankfully had smaller breasts, was less orange, and had plenty of synapses to rub together. I think she was just enjoying herself, but when she realized I thought she was flirting, she insinuated that she was married quite quickly.

Why the hell did she ask to get on my shoulders then?


2 thoughts on “St. Patrick’s Day 2006

  1. Dude, its the day for flirting..so much of that and none of it sin­cere. Or at least not for me. Happy St. Paddy’s! Day of Drunken things!

  2. [WARNING: THE FOLLOWING WISE-ASS COMMENT IS FOR ADULTS ONLY!]
    Drunken flir­ta­tion can be dis­tin­guished very eas­i­ly. Did she want to get on your shoul­ders fac­ing for­ward or back­ward?

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