Today was the St. Patrick's Day Parade in South Boston. I really wanted to go, but had Way too much to do, and found myself to be very tired and needed a nap. Plus, there are something like, 850,000 people that go and I didn't want to go alone.
Instead, I met my German friend for dinner at our favorite Mexican spot. Getting there took a bit longer than usual and I saw quite a few people with green beads and crazy green cowboy hats. It made me smile, but it also made me 30 minutes late.
After dinner and the yummiest margaritas, I made my way back. My travels on the red line was OK and normal-but when I got to my green line, craziness ensued. Why? Because all of the students from the 2 colleges I live between were coming back from the airport. They were sports teams and had TONS of bags. In addition, people were still coming back from the pubs and they were extremely smelly and extremely drunk. Normally, this would be funny, but when you are wedged between a large man in a mustard colored leather jacket and a small old Asian woman who's breath smells like dog poop, it just makes you angry.
There's really no point to this here story. Just that next year, I will not ride the T on the last day of spring break or on the Sunday before Saint Patrick's day.
Don't forget your green tomorrow! :)
Sunday, March 16, 2008
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5 comments:
Have a great St Pattys! Are you wearing green???? Uh oh here comes the CYBER pinch!
Loving your drinks!
Come by and have some green beer at me pub!
I would have handed that lady a piece I gum i am kind of a jack-ass like that
LMAO! I don't know why, but Brian's comment just made me spit water out of my nose! LOL!
And here I was going to try and make a witty comment about dog-poop-breath lady..Damnit Brian! LOL
Lessons learned about the T I s'pose. I should also warn you it tends to be busy on the T the day of the Walk for Hunger too... or any day that there's a big Championship rally. :)
I cracked up when I read that there was a St. Patrick's Day parade, but you were meeting a German friend for Mexican food.
I know, I'm weird.
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