St. Patrick's Day.
Cody and I woke up at 8 AM, eager to start our day. At 10 AM, the Irish vs. Italy Rugby game was playing at Kinsale, but figured we should be there by 9:30 at the latest to get a seat. We were wrong, you had to get there by 8:30 on St. Patty's to get a seat! We arrived around 9:15, and luckily were able to steal the corner at one end of the bar. While we didn't have seats, we at least had a place to stand at the bar (as opposed to 3 rows of people back from the bar, which is what most people had to deal with). Brian joined us first, apparently eager to start his day o' drinking.
Amber joined us as well around 10:30, and we enjoyed a nice standing Irish breakfast. We were all decked out in everything green, though my hat was the best accessory (Cody stole it from his wine shop, and I, naturally, stole it from him).
After the rugby game (Ireland won by 40+ points), Cody, Amber, and I got ourselves ready to go to midtown to join in the St. Patrick's Day Parade with Fordham. Brian, having walked in it during High School, didn't want to walk in it again. Being March, it was damn cold. We had to wait for nearly 2 hours at Fordham's starting point before we were allowed to begin marching. While waiting, we met a lot of fun people, enjoyed a pint in the lobby of the Roosevelt Hotel, and got to watch an Irish marching band practice.

The parade runs up 5th Avenue from 42nd Street - 86th Street (about 2 miles). The below is a picture looking up 5th Avenue about half way through the parade.

After the parade is when the party got started. We went to 1st Avenue to meet up with Brian and a bunch of other friends. We stayed here for an hour or so before making our way across town to meet up with Brian's brother, Greg, and his fiance. We found them at a bar on the West Side (no idea where or what it is called). Some of Greg's friends came and joined us as well. We spent the rest of the afternoon drinking Irish beer and eating bar food at a little window table at this bar. Below are two pictures inside and in front of this bar.

As the evening drew on, we went to another pub across the street for dinner and more beers. Around 8 PM, I had reached my limit. Cody and I took a cab home and fell asleep at 9 PM, exhausted.
The below picture, taken outside of Kinsale Tavern at 11:30 AM, pretty much sums up our day.