St. Alcohol’s Day

Portland | Dan Hagan

The annual drink beer, wine, or by the end of the night anything alcoholic day of intoxication was as predicted, out of control. Saturday Night + Unusual warm spring weather + St. Patricks Day = well, see for your self.

The night was so entertaining. I truly felt like I was visiting another planet from Star Trek. We started the night at the Tiger Bar where is wasn’t St. Patricks Day is was Soul Brother #1/Grover’s birthday. Complete with custom shirts made just for the night. Mcfadden’s seemed to be the heart of the evil and our friend Jason “Charisma” Bova was the DJ. Let’s redefine friend. We, however, went to Kelly’s Olypmian due to lack of entry into the epicenter.

After chasing a police mob with cars and motorcycles to one of the booze tents, watching a guy, beer in one hand, trip and almost fall in front of an oncoming MAX train horn blasting, with cops everywhere, came the calm. The safest place we found was East Lounge, quite and dark. The moody red lighting was just the thing to help us calm down and get ourselves together.

Really just abut anywhere you went you came across some crazy shit. One lady came down the street crying and screaming she’s “NOT A NIGGER!!”.

Here’s to St. Alcohol’s Day.