OK, this is my view on things, and I know a lot of people will completely disagree with me, and that is fine. The Old Port Festival is immensely overrated. I mean, it is basically any Friday or Saturday evening, with food vendors on the streets. I can totally get drunk in bars any night of the week, don't see what the hook is. I realize that there are food vendors and several bands playing, which is cool, but it really is just a shit show, an excuse for all the locals to just get cocked and run around town acting like boobs. I once worked a merchandise tent for Bull Feeney's, where I was outside, on Fore Street, witnessing one idiot after another try to sloppily steal shirts or barter with me. Speaking of idiots, turns out some older dude got run over last night down near Commercial Street pub. Really, run over? I mean come on, that is just ridiculous.
Nichole and I came into town after our softball game last night (cough, cough, where I hit two homeruns), to a sea of food scraps, paper plates, napkins and vomit covering Fore Street. On our way out of town we had some drunk punk stumble across the road in front of us, not in a crosswalk (yet I still stopped for him), and he proceeded to attempt to make fun of me and I'm pretty sure he called me an asshole. I considered getting out and throttling him, but thought better of it. Ah, Maine, the way life should be, right? Don't get me wrong, I enjoy having too many beverages as much as the next person, but I have yet to be drawn into the Old Port Festival. It is one of those over hyped days where the Old Port is full of obnoxious people mumbling and stumbling around. It is like St. Patty's Day at night and New Years Eve. These are 3 days that I don't care if I ever step foot in the Old Port. Again, you may disagree with me, and that is fine, I'm just saying...
About Me
- Mark
- I've always wondered if people actually read this stuff. I never do when I'm on other pages. Well, in case, for some strange reason, you find it necessary, I'll give you a little knowledge. I was born in The County. For those of you who don't konw better, that would be Aroostook County. For those of you who do, your jokes won't work on me, they are lame. I'm the son of an investment banker that squandered his every penny on tuna fish sandwiches in the late 80's, and my mother was the lead singer for the Bangles. Neither of those is true, but again, I'm convinced nobody is reading this anyways. I met my wife at a carnival, and we were married by the bearded lady in front of the entire clown brigade. I have a daughter who is training for the 2012 Olympics where she will compete in the Triple Jump and Javelin. We live in a nice little shanty in the woods and are hoping to one day have running water. Any questions?
