Happy St. Patty’s Day

So St. Patrick’s Day in Manhattan is something everyone should do in their lives. There isn’t much to do in the “Little Apple,” so every major (or not so major) holiday is a cause for celebration, which pretty much means get pissed out of your mind. I admit freely one of my friends left for the bars at 6:30 in the morning. And there was a line at the bar. Who in their right mind is up at 6:30 in the morning on a Saturday (for some reason Manhattan’s Parade organizers felt celebrating on Saturday would make the day more family-friendly…little did they know college students would be drinking at 6:30 in the morning, therefore causing the innocent children to witness full-on vomiting on the sidewalk by the parade’s end at 10:30). All in all, the day went well. I received the pleasure of walking in a parade and tossing (not throwing) candy at kids on the sidewalk. The power was intoxicating! The minute the kids saw you on the street they turned into begger children, like children who had never before enjoyed the ecstacy that is the Tootsie Roll! Anyway, click here to see photos from this awe-inspiring day.