St. Paddy's Day

Michael is visiting, so for St. Paddy's Day Dave and Troy and he and I went to The Rainbow blues club in Ottawa (the Irish places were packed) and after we left we sang for about 30min with a busker who was too drunk to play his guitar, getting him some change and cigarettes tossed into his case. He had long hair, contusions all over one side of his face (he told us some Somalian rappers knocked him down and kicked him repeatedly) and was wearing glasses and a giant greet balloon-animal hat. Troy and I played his guitar and we all took turns singing. The guy went up the street "to drain the lizard", leaving us with his guitar and change and stuff. When he got back, we were still there. Trust.