After the Friday-night downpours, would you have blamed the St. Pat's in Five Points committee if they had skipped through the festival in bumblebee suits humming Blind Melon's "No Rain"?
Instead of bumblebees, we got leprechauns. But there was plenty of skipping, bumping and stumbling. More than 30,000 were estimated in attendance.
Ah, what a great time nice weather brings.
Here's our top 10 sights from Saturday's festival.
1. Bed head. Ben Kaplan didn't just roll out of bed; he was just wearing a green bathrobe with a Heineken logo emblazoned on the back. (He had khaki shorts over his boxers, if you were wondering. We checked.) When he wakes up today, he'll know exactly what got into him.
2. Holding it down. There were plenty of kilts, but Steve Lownes, who was wearing a family tartan, had the best look. Maybe it was the man purse - or sporran, the pouch of traditional Scottish Highland dress - holding, um, things down. (Sorry, we didn't check what was underneath.)
3. What (not?) to wear. A tie between "Get Your Hands Off My Shamrocks" (can you guess where the shamrocks were?) and "If Found, Please Return to Pub." The latter was worn by Missy Price. Where did she get it? At Wal-Mart Saturday morning. That's smart last-minute shopping.
4. Sunshine = good news. Jack Van Loan, the festival's chairman, spent the previous two festivals in the Gourmet Shop tracking weather reports like a TV meteorologist. He was able to relax Saturday.
"You get the hassle of the weather, and it really gets old," he said. "I'm truly delighted that we're having a decent day."
5. Holding it down 2. Every time the wind picked up, the women wearing sundresses, without fail, did a Marilyn Monroe-like dip (chest forward, bum out) while holding the fronts of their dresses. Those who were smoking a cigarette and holding a beer made it look like a dance move.
6. Headgear. Have you heard of a Rubik's Cube party? That's another story, but Denise Grosenbaugh's green batting helmet was part of her outfit for that kind of party. It fit perfectly at the festival. The goggles, not so much.
7. Village idiots. Who had the worst job of the day? The dudes carrying Village Idiot pizzas through the crowd. The fake laughs after comments such as, "if you stopped right here, that would be awesome," were icy. The commenters didn't notice.
8. Rescue 911. A woman in tears ran out of her shoes - literally - as she chased after a man who was more interested in his phone conversation. She looked back at her flip-flops and kept running. Two other women picked the shoes up and caught up with her on the sidewalk. She didn't even look at them, but she did say thanks.
9. Sounds familiar. A lot of the local bands - Villanova, Josh Roberts and the Hinges, The Movement, Deepfield, Justin Smith and the Folk Hop Band - are overly familiar at the festival. But the sea in front of Villanova was remarkable. Hello, next year's headliner?
10. Party fouls. The pavement in front of the beer trucks and stands was filthy - foamy beer, chewed-on sausages, cigarette butts, gyro insides - you get the picture. But it was better to walk on streets wet from spilled beer than freshly-fallen raindrops. Cheers to that.