St Paddy's Day: The Hooligans Are Loose In Dallas

My favorite Drinking Holiday has come and gone but it was one hell of a time.

I celebrate St Paddy's Day twice a year in order to completely respect my heritage and ancestors. Actually, the real reason is because there are two big parties the Saturday before St Paddy's Day in Dallas every year and also another party of the actual St Paddy's Day.

For the past couple of years, a group of friends and I have been going to the St. Paddy's Day Parade in Dallas the Saturday before the actual St. Paddy's Day on March 17th. This is always a big event in Dallas. Thousands of people go to the parade everywhere to watch the parade and the 5K marathon that happens right before it.

The parade started around 11, but we went there early so we could get a good spot and set up camp for a couple of hours. We got a great spot right off of Lovers Lane and Greenville Avenue. The spot was ridiculously awesome for a couple of reasons.

The first reason is that we were on an elevated position and we could clearly see the whole parade without any obstructions from the crowd at all. The second and the best reason was that we were right across from tons of food kiosks (such as Hooters and a couple of hamburger places) and a Central Market.

One thing I love about Central Market is that they allow you to drink in the store. A couple of us just went right up to the beer aisle and cracked one open. Some of the employees were even passing out bottle openers for the customers who were buying bottled beer. After a quick purchase of random beers and a horrible sandwich, it was go time

The parade was in full force and everyone was enjoying themselves. We were meeting people and having a huge party. Jello shots were being shared, beer was being poured like water, and somehow an enormous amount of girl scout cookies appeared out of nowhere and they were delicious.

When the parade finally ended, which was around 12:30 or so, we decided to hit Lower Greenville and party out there for a while. Due to the fires that took out a block of bars that were famous in Dallas, there was an $8 cover charge this year. It wasn't that big of a deal and everyone seemed cool to pay it since the money was going toward the costs of rebuilding the entire block of bars. It was also cool just to hang out and drink in that neighborhood again.

The Lower Greenville Block Party closed at 6 p.m for only an hour so the cops and the Dallas City Workers could clean up the streets up a little bit before all hell breaks loose again. I thought that was stupid because for that one hour, no one could sell, buy, or consume beer at all. If the cops saw you with a beer within the hour window of prohibition, you either had to pour the booze out or go to jail. I was actually very surprised to see how many people chose to go through the retard route and pass go without collecting $200 and go directly to jail.

The group decided that this would be the perfect time to go and get some food outside of the block party so we could drink as well. The only choice was obviously Mexican food. There is no better way to celebrate St. Paddy's Day than to drink heavily for an extended amount of time and in the sun and then get some greasy Mexican food followed with margaritas.

2 hours later and about a half a dozen margaritas, we decided to go to one of our friend's apartment in order to finish the night properly. And by "finish the night properly", I mean get to a place where we can safely pass out and just enjoy the rest of the night without any fear of repercussions for activities from earlier in the day.

The next morning I felt great with the exception of a slight sunburn and a bit mark that came from a girl that night, but that story is for a later time. All I had to do is to get pumped for the actual St. Paddy's Day Party.