The long arm of the bliplaw

If it is your (actual) sixth blipanniversary, you have to celebrate it. 
And celebrate we did. 
I booked the snug in O'Loughlin's for BS's 6th polaroidblipday. 

There was quite a crowd of us south-Dublin/North-Wicklow blippers. 
A great time was had by all. 

I think BS was quite overwhelmed. 

We talked about growth, and Nicaragua, and sustainability, and photography, and virtual friends, and hubris, and religion, and nationalist commando actions against inanimate representations of the monarchy, and Dun Laoghaire, and the dangers associated with the ingestion of large and regular quantities of alcohol (while gulping sipping our pints) and many other things, until the time I put it bluntly to him that he was about to miss his last Dart to Bray. 

We even managed to find time to bitch about dhackett68.