Paul motherfucking McKenzie (of the Real McKenzies), his lovely wife, and myself at the poolside bar on the Flogging Molly cruise, March 2015. His wife didn't like it much, but I busted out my pipe and backup hat pipe (which Paul is puffing), for some sailory smoking. This will be the first of two times (this far) I've smoked this year. It's an occasion sort of thing.

Meeting one of my musical idols, and then just.. hanging out as friends for 3 days was a surreal experience. Getting pulled on stage during one of my favorite songs (to which my drunken brain forgot all but the chorus to), was unforgettable.