Happy St. Patrick’s Day … don’t forget to say your prayers before kneeling before the porcelain god.

It’s a beautiful day here in Chicago. I heard there were people three sheets to the wind at 9 a.m. this morning. That’s on par for how it was when I lived in a bar area. I would look out the window at 10 or 11, and people were stumbling, or being held up by their friends walking down the street.

I’m editing photos from a local event that happened last night. I’m dying to get out, though.

I want to post a couple images from an event that I shot last night with Bill. These are very unedited, but I thought you’d get a kick out of it. I don’t want to attract attention to the blog by tagging it, but I think you can figure out what it is.


2 thoughts on “Happy St. Patrick’s Day … don’t forget to say your prayers before kneeling before the porcelain god.

  1. Ha ha ha!! I loved that you posted Google’s SPD graphic…I also copied it and saved it…it was beautiful.

    I’ve been living in Ireland just over three years now…their obsession with their drink is just SO sad. AND, every SPD get’s worse and worse here…the BEST celebrations are in the States or Oz where they’re ALL emigrating to…ha ha ha.

    Was this an extreme fighting match (sorry, don’t know the proper terminology)? I’m digging the photo with the guy raising his arm above him and the glow from the ceiling above.

    Saw some great pics from Chick-kaw-go yesterday on a friend’s page…looks like it was a gorgeous day, hope you were able to get out in it!

    1. SPD here in Chicago is an excuse to start drinking as early as you possibly can, and it’s a sort of contest to see if you can make it to the evening with two feet under your body.

      Where I live now, there aren’t as many bars so I don’t see the foolishness like I used to. I’ve never gone out for SPD, because
      seeing other people throw up in full sunlight is scary. I’ll let everyone else brave those crowds.

      This was mixed martial arts, yes.

      I didn’t get out and enjoy the weather as much as I would’ve liked. But I got out.


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