How We Spent St. Paddy's Day

Just like all the non-Irish folk on St. Paddy's Day, we felt obligated to go out and get inebriated. Ah the cultural sensitivity of it all. :) A group of us met at Four Green Fields to reminisce and to share a shivery libation.

The first shot is of Brett with a girl. Who is the girl? I don't know, but it's a shot of Brett with a girl. Good on ya, Brett! This man is one year away from chasing down ambulances (or becoming a lawyer.) Can you believe it?

Our second shot is of Pat, the resident balladeer at Four Green. It's common knowledge that Pat has been phoning in his set list for the past 5 or 6 years by playing the same thing every time you see him. And we still love him! Then Pat shocked us on that evening by actually playing new music. Still, we had a rousing rendition of Alice. (Alice, who the &@(* is Alice?)

The third shot is of Dan S. (I'm not trying to type that last name) who we love dearly. Dan is one of the funniest guys you'll ever meet, apart from his brother, and we wish he'd share that humor in some professional capacity if his band falls through. We listened to Al Franked on the way up North and we kept remarking that Dan could do that type of gig even better.

The fourth shot is your typical drunken self-portrait that couples feel compelled to do even though nobody really cares for them. And here we are sharing it with you. :)

The final shot is of Darren, or "Spicoli", who "introduced" us to each other. He's another person we love dearly and you'd be hard pressed to find a better person to hang out with on a weekend night. It was exciting to know he's back in Tampa.