Ah, the St. Patrick’s Day parade…

I actually missed the parade for the first time since I’ve lived in Buffalo. I highly enjoy the parade, normally…but sick Rand was beckoning, and it was snowy and cold anyway. (Being cold and wet generally hinders my enjoyment of outdoor events.)

I went out and bought some food and medicines for my poor sweetie, then met up with Jen to see Jackdaw at Sphere.

I *love* seeing Jackdaw at Sphere. It’s a great venue for music (the drink prices are outrageous, though)…a large “dance floor” area and two additional levels for viewing the stage. I do not, however, enjoy the hordes of drunken teenyboppers who crawl out of the woodwork for the St. Pat’s show. Bleah. I hope I’ve never been that annoying. (I’ve been told I’m a cute drunk. Heehee…)

Jen and I went to see the boys for the first time in months recently at Mohawk Place. It was a good show, but I was getting over a cold and the band didn’t go on until almost midnight. We barely made it through the first set. This show was everything I expected of them. I admit to being a bit wary of how things were going to go without Mike, but they’re as kick-ass as ever. Dave’s doing an excellent job of handling the standbys like “Hay Wrap,” “Black and Tans” and “Molly.” Kudos!
(I have to ask, though…dude, what’s up with the mohawk? Seriously…)

And while seeing the O’Sullivan Irish Dancers makes Jen want to populate the world with young Irish dancers, it makes me want to *be* one. Is there a way for an adult to learn the Irish Jig without taking classes with six-year-olds? 🙂