But that's neither here nor there. Just amusing observations I've noted around the blogosphere.
Saint Patrick's Day here was also fun, but likely because I managed to avoid any type of Irish bar and the insane and amateurish drinking (and resulting behavior) therein.
No, I chose the utter wholesomeness of a St. Pat's party hosted by a drag queen. You can always count on drag queens for professional-level partying.
And for the second time in as many months I find myself pictured in Pollo's column in the Bay Times. Fun stuff.

Oh yeah, the face paint continues to be my thing.
And I am kind of loving that the new generation of drag celebs are my new BFFs. How can you resist party hotness with names like Pollo Del Mar, Sandra O. Noshi-Di'n't and Angie Mima.

I think it must be the shared perfection with eye makeup.
Taking a lesson from Mardi Gras, I brought a couple of liner pencils to give others little party shamrocks as requested.
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And, of course, the novelty hat my Dad brought all the way back from Ireland made its annual tour of bars and bar heads.
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Coco O'Flores and Shilpa O'Patel
Shouts to David (ACTUAL Irishman) and Sean

Shouts, and shots, to Tim too!

And to Jeff, whose friends put their hat on me as well.

Hi. I'm here to deliver your double-cheese, biggie fries, and frosty.

Shilpa, who had worn some forms of green to work, packed a little green dress in her bag to wear out. She never got around to it. Good thing. Sandra O. was wearing the same dress.
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Showing up in the same outfit as a drag queen has to be somebody's recurring nightmare. I know it's mine.
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