St. Patrick's Day
The stamp that started it all...Wynkoop Brewery at 9 am.
My dream place to live in the heart of LoDo, Coors field to your left and mountains to your right. C'mon, help a sister out, anybody got a spare 700K?
Dawn and Mark at Fido's Irish Pub downtown, where we learned that adding food coloring to your beer does not make it Irish (or so said our cups of Harp's)
On our way back to the car, we found a firehose laying in the street. If we'd been parked closer, we totally would've taken it with us...hey, our tax dollars paid for it. Besides, it would teach the DFD to take better care of their stuff!
End of the day, hanging out at The Spot in Golden, enjoying the sunshine and catching some basketball scores... a good time had by all.
posted by kcterrilynn at 10:20 AM
5 Comments:
Dang, you should've filched the firehose! Just think of all the times you stood around scratching your head saying, "now, if I only had a firehose...."
Looks like you had a good day. :)
Jason: actually, that's happened once or twice. With my luck, we'd probably have gotten arrested and then I'd have to hire you for your lawyerly services.
how about that win of kentucky!
Spacks: Loved, loved, loved it! Now if we can just spank S. Illinois, we're on our way, baby!!!
nice...
i wish i'd gone out and gotten wasted. can i turn back time?
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