New York City. It is wild out there today. This is the first time I've gotten to attend the St. Patrick's Day Parade since moving to New York in 2006. It's New Orleans-crazy on the streets - lots of to-go cups, if you get what I mean. Wink. Wink.
No matter your nationality, everybody's wearin' the green, usually in the form of a wacky hat. (Note to self: design outrageous St. Paddy's Day hat and sell on streets of NYC next year.) The pubs - 99.9% Irish, with Irish wait-staff - are in full-out celebratory mode.
Throngs of people - yes, seems more than the usual throng - are whooping it up on every sidewalk up/down/across the city. In short, it's Partytown, USA/Eire today.
Here's my Irish quote o' the day:
"An Irishman is never drunk as long as he can hold onto one blade of grass and not fall off the face of the earth." - Irish proverb
Here's hoping some of the folks walking around Manhattan right now can find a blade of grass to grab on to.
Happy St. Patrick's Day, y'all!