I’m not Irish, but that’s no excuse for not celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. Okay, it all started about a week or so ago, when the old lady asked me if I wanted to hang out with the fab-four girls on St. Patrick’s weekend. They wanted to go to the Streets of London, downtown Sac, and have a few beers. Of course I said no problem. So, I invited a few friends, Myers, McAdam, You, Huber, and Lovelace. Let me say, it was a blast. I drank way too much Guinness and a few too many Car Bombs. Plus, this was my third straight night at Streets of London. After work on Wednesday I hung out with some friends from work at the Streets of London in Folsom. Thursday, three of the fab-four wanted to get an early start on St. Patrick’s Day, so we hung out at the Streets of London in Sac. I drank too many Brass’ and paid for it the next day at work. Then, of course on St. Patrick’s Day, we hung out at the Streets again. It was good to see some old faces and meet some new people. It was good to see some of the active Theta Tau boys, Romance and Chris. I haven’t seen Karlos’ lady, Katie, in a long time. I even got a call from Karlos, who was actually in Indianapolis partying at 3AM. Anyway, enough say. The night was a blast and we need to do this again next year.

Oh yea, the old lady was in prime form, taking pictures of the crew hanging out, so I’ll see if I can post some pictures shortly, if they’re worthy…