There is a...

...holiday that signifies an extremely important event. It represents the tradition of St. Patrick banishing the snakes from Ireland. Although scientists proclaim that there have never been snakes in post-glacial Ireland, some scholars maintain that perhaps the word "serpent" was used to represent the culture of Druids. Blah, blah, blah.

What it means now is an excuse to drink all day. You know, like the Irish.

Of course we started the day watching the Denver Parade from the balcony of the Wynkoop, drinking "Irish Cream Stout"[wink] and eating Corn Beef and Cabbage. The stout turned to Car Bombs. The Car Bombs turned to whiskey. And the Whiskey turned into...well, whatever.

At one point a few of us walked over to FADO to take part in the big hoopla-festival that goes on there every year...because nothing says "Authentic" like a national Irish Chain restaurant. I have some friends that talk it up every year, that it is the place to be, "Its the best St. Paddys party outside of Boston, Chicago, Savannah, and of course the Emerald Isle..." they would say. Ten bucks to get in. $9 for a Coors Light. Very authentic. We actually asked for our money back when we left. I guess lots of people dig that scene...We must have not been able to figure out why its so cool.

So, back to the Koop. Drank some more. Played pool. After hanging out there for about 8 hours, Erik and I headed over to $1.25/scoop for some classy chinese cuisene. (Side note: we rode bikes. And apparently we were in a hurry. Please do not eat chinese food after riding your bike for a 2 mile near-sprint after drinking beer for 8 hours...not good for anyone). We went to the good old standby Park Tavern for, get this, $1 beers. Now, that is IRISH. It cost nothing to get in, and beers were $1. Not just any beer, but ANY BEER. Guiness if you were feeling traditional, Arrogant Bastard if you wanted good beer, Coors Light if you have no palate.

Good day/night altogether. But for next year, I probably wont get started so early. I bowed out at about 10pm. Getting old, I guess.

Slainte.