Happy St. Patrick's Day, Duck And Cover.

Two blocks from my castle high atop Second Avenue is the Police Academy. It's where they train all the yummy recruits. It's also why getting a freakin slice of pizza every night around 9:30 to 10 pm is a colossal pain in the ass (the recruits get a meal break). It also doubles as a precinct. So every year on St. Patrick's day the bars and sidewalks in my neighborhood are full of rowdy, drunken police officers. Fully armed. Enjoy.