I went down to Kells in downtown Portland...where they were having a couple of tents for the music....one of the bands was a folk group....they were good....but it was bland...the same crap....like rocky road to dublin and whiskey in the jar and the like...they had a couple of rock bands though that were very good....

Some of those girls were wild...I felt like a piece of meat...they would run up and flip up my kilt and such....one girl wanted a picture with me and so i said yes of course...then she lifts up the hem of my kilt and I just laughed....very humiliating...;)....it was a fabulous time...

afterwards I was on the corner outside the tent...a girl walks up and says your a happy little irish soul...and gives me a big kiss on the lips...and walks away...a guy next to me says dude that was awesome...

It was the best time I ever had on Saint Patrick's.