I am sitting at the Tipperary Inn trying to decide what I should eat before I commence to drinking a large amount of Jameson. I find that whiskey stays down much better on a full stomach.
Madhat thinks that I am the designated driver. Only because I told him I would be, not because I am not drinking. I am predicting that we may end up with unexpected car trouble tonight and be forced to take a cab home.
This night should be lots fun!
Oh, and I decided on a Guinness Gouda Burger. (if you care to know)