Opinion
Thoughts from the Georgetown community.
This Georgetown Life: The Blarney Stone, Voice Staffers’ Legendary St. Patty’s Days
My friends and I began drinking around 10:30 a.m., and after a few beers we were ready to “go to the parade.” By noon I was six beers in and showing no signs of slowing down. The last thing I remember from that day is downing Irish car bombs with my friend and her mom at six in the evening. I woke up the next morning to see the DVD menu for Atonement playing on a loop on my computer screen and a half-eaten hero resting on my chest.