I'm pretty homesick today...

Every year, Hoboken has their annual St. Patrick's Day parade a couple weeks ahead of the real deal.  Some say it's so they won't have to compete with other parades looking for people to perform.  Others say it's because local businesses feel like they get a better shot at making some real money if they assign it to a Saturday every year instead of worrying about it falling on a work day.   

Either way, it's one gigantic, raucous, party filled with people wandering around everywhere in green, carrying solo cups filled with "just diet coke", parties in every building, lines 45 minutes long to get in to a bar that has a 10 minute line inside just to get to the bar and more.  The old school, original Hobokenites, hate it, but every year, at 7am, I was up using a mixture of vodka and orange juice to trick my body into thinking it was ok to have alcohol that early, while knocking down a couple bagels chased by shots of Jameson.

This year, I'm forced to watch it all go on through the posts my friends put up on Facebook, and the occasional Tweet about it: and it's killing me.  I'll miss my green bagel, people coming in and out of my apartment that I've never met nor plan to ever see again, Guitar Hero tournaments, and the list goes on...

Everyone have a great time today, and have a pint for me.  Shout out to my good friend Alex (Happenstance and Serendipity ), I know he's missing it as badly as I am right now.