I normally avoid leaving my house on three days (nights, more accurately) each year: New Year’s Eve, Cinco de Mayo, and St. Patrick’s Day. Â Why, you might ask? Â Because those are the three nights each year when the people who never go out decide that they are going to go out and party like rock stars. Â And it’s never a pretty sight. Â The hats. Â Tiaras. Costumes. Â Regrettable pictures.
But this year I’m breaking with tradition and going out on St. Patty’s Day. Â Not only that, I’m going to an Irish pub: the newly opened (and hopefully bike friendly) Dublin House on Madison. Â What could compel me to actually set foot in an Irish bar on fucking St. Patrick’s Day?
The Tweed Ride, bishes. Â It leaves from the Peddler at 6:00 PM, heads over to the Dublin House, and concludes around 9. Â Put on your finest tweeds and argyles and head on over.