Hurley

Sunday, March 11, 2007

It's the weekend before St patrick's day. That means it's time to bust out my green and head north to Scranton for Parade Day 2007. It's kinda like Mardi Gras meets St. Patricks Day meets a nascar infield party. Needless to say, it's worth traveling back for. haha. Headed up to Opie's place and hit the town!
















All "greened" up and ready to head out at 11am. Yeah, they start early. The party actually starts at 6am, but i've got NO desire to see the inside of a bar at 6am. I'm older and mature now..i wait til lunchtime before grabbing a beer.




















Ok, i wait til 11:40am to have a beer. C'mon! It's parade day! I'm allowed to start a little early.
















Here's the inside of Mert's at 11:40am. Yep. It's PACKED. The bar next door had a line that wrapped around the block. It's really a crazy party.















After a couple of hours here...someone fell through the window. Yeah...and yet it didn't seem to alarm anyone. I guess things like this just happen on parade Day. Rumor has it that one of our friends slipped and fell into the window, causing it to break. I can't confirm this...but it seems likely. haha.















Headed over to Flashbacks at about 1:30. A tad crowded here too! We spent about 2 hours here...and i spent 30 minutes of that time waiting in line for the men's room. If i'm paying 10 bucks in cover charge, there should be more bathrooms! haha. (FYI...HALF the money i spent on saturday went directly to cover charges.)















Headed next door for pizza at about 3-ish. Opie, Lenny and Gibbie stole the last few pieces of pizza while i waited 20 minutes in line for the men's room. Yes...a 20 minute line for the bathroom in a PIZZA PLACE! I'm gonna bring in 100 porta-potties next year and charge people 2 dollars to use them. I'll make a freakin' fortune.















Headed over to NJ's for a few minutes after lunch. Lindsay and Lenny are trying to ignore the crazy people behind them who kept building a pyramid of empty beer cans, and then knocking it over by mistake. Also...there needs to be a rule about whistles at bars. Whoever decided to give a bunch of drunk guys little plastic whistles should be shot. There were at least 4 or 5 of these guys at every club...and they'd blow their whistles for ANYTHING. mucho annoying.















Here's the whole crew at NJ's doing a quick toast! Notice that none of us are stupid drunk? that's because of the turtles on my beads. They were our reminder to "drink slowly...the day is long". Anytime someone started to drink too fast, we'd show them the turtles. It seemed to work well, and made us laugh.















Tink's was our final stop of the afternoon (yes..it's still afternoon...this is the inside of the club at 445pm). Did i mention that it was crazy? Every single room at Tink's was packed. Even the back stairwell was full.

After this, we suddenly realized the following things:

1). we were really hungry
2). our legs were really tired
3). we were sick of waiting in line for the men's room.
4). people around us were getting a little too crazy and drunk...and that never ends well. haha.

besides, we're the old guys now. so we headed to McDonald's for a bite, then back to the house to kick back, nap and watch some basketball.

can't wait for parade day 2008! only 364 days to go!