About midway through my Saturday at RFK, I looked straight at my friend Dan and hoisted a beer in his direction.
Me: Hey Dan, it was your idea for us all to do Shamrockfest this year, wasn’t it?
Dan: No…it was your idea.
Me: Oh…well then cheers to me then!
And with that I threw back the green swill in my cup, otherwise known as St. Patty’s Day Bud Light. Ahh, what a glorious day. Beer, loud music, good friends, and Flogging freaking Molly live. If you were there when Flogging Molly was playing, maybe you saw me, swinging from the metal bars of the soundstage to get a better view…until security pulled me down. Yes, View From Dupont, I did earn my moniker that day.