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\nYesterday, at the rowdy Bloomsday celebration that I have attended since its inception<\/a>, some dude walked by me wearing this Tshirt, and I saw him coming at me and snapped my phone – at the very same moment that 5 people, arms around each other (including Joe Hurley – who was such a memorable presence the second time I attended this particular Bloomsday<\/a> – friends for life after a party like that, we still reference it – as well as my friend Therese and our wonderful emcee, author Colum McCann, who does such a great job keeping the ship of the lunatic event afloat) were on the little stage bellowing out “The Old Triangle”<\/a>, with the whole audience singing along at top volume in the middle of Wall Street. I was singing as I took this picture. <\/p>\n And the old triangle It was almost too much awesome at one moment. <\/p>\n The Guinness coming at me. You know when you are with your tribe.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Yesterday, at the rowdy Bloomsday celebration that I have attended since its inception, some dude walked by me wearing this Tshirt, and I saw him coming at me and snapped my phone – at the very same moment that 5 … Continue reading
\nWent jingle-jangle
\nAll along the banks
\nOf the Royal Canal!<\/em><\/p>\n
\nThe tough-guy with the “Yes I said yes I will” T-shirt.
\nThe rowdy voices on the stage.
\nThe crowds at the picnic tables in the alley singing along.
\nThe fact that everyone there knew all the lyrics.
\nThe soft grey Irish weather.<\/p>\n