Luck o' the Irish

So it was St. Patrick's Day yesterday. It's odd, because I've lived in this fair city of Chicago for 8 years now, and I've never once really thought about celebrating St. Patty's Day in this city full of Irishmen.

Until this year.

Yes, this year, I drank green beer, did green Jell-o shots, saw the Chicago River dyed bright green, got groped by another woman at a rowdy party and got hit on by a very friendly CTA worker while waiting for the el. I feel that my St. Patrick's Day revelry was a success, and I managed to have fun despite the lack of spring loaded shamrocks rocking back and forth on my noggin.

To each his own, and a rowdy good time to all. I'll try to post pictures next time I'm by a reasonable computer (ie. one with a memory card dock). Until then, I'm filled with regret about not doing a keg stand. What exactly is a keg stand? I guess I'll have to wait until next year to find out...