I was in Chicago one St. Patrick’s Day, only it was to be celebrated the next day because of the weekend or something. I was confused about which day they were going to turn the river green. I walked downtown to look, and it was kind of dark green, and I thought, well, that’s the best they can do with dirty river water. The next day I went for the parade, and the river was bright green. I saw more public drunkenness that day than I have in all the rest of my life, including a couple of New Year’s Eves on Colorado Blvd. in Pasadena. They don’t pee in public in Pasadena like they did in Chicago.