Paddy, Oh, Paddy

I cut my thumb last night when I was cooking. DAMN. This never happens to me. Now I have a piece of my thumb nail chipped off. The muscles are still aching a bit when I am gripping. Looks like I can climb for another 2 weeks.


Well, at least I went to the St Patrick's Day Parade down at Granville Street. Totally wicked marches. Had a few pints of Guiness with Doug.