March 18, 2010
There's something fantastic about a St Patrick's Day so warm that my drink of choice is a grasshopper. I know global warming is bad and all, but the combination of ice cream and alcohol is enough to make me lease an SUV and never walk again.
During happy hour it was warm enough for throngs of shirtless men to constantly run past the bar. Spring is not the only thing that sprung last night.
at 8:46 AM