Yes, it's Mardi Gras, another chance for the broke city of San Diego to close off streets in the heart of the Gaslamp and piss off us longtime residents. And while the official website says "Bead Me!," the city doesn't allow cameras--video or still--into the fenced in bacchanal area. Where's the fun in that?
I don't get the whole party with 10,000 strangers thing, especially when you're stepping over vomit and spilled beer, but hey...this is where I live. Luckily my street is on the fringes of this 6pm-midnight party, so I'll avoid most of it, except for the noise. But if you manage to make it downtown and you hear a far-off, voice shouting "Hey you kids, get off of my lawn!," it'll probably be me.
And--lucky, Lucky, LUCKY!--we're just one week away from St. Patrick's Day and green vomit and beer!