So I just learned today, that I live with a robot. As I sat writing away, my roommate began piling up all the furniture on the table. I didn’t ask why. If he wanted to pile up all the furniture on the table, that was his own bussiness. Then he left. Then, I started to hear something strange sound coming from the awesome room. Once again, I didn’t ask questions. Then, someone I had never met before came tumbling in the less awesome room. It was a robot. And it’s sweeping for us. For free. I love the future.

Today I want to thank Rocky Sullivans, the awesome staff, partners, and The Agents of Karma and patrons for a great time last night. Felice, you rock. A place does not feel like home until you find a good Irish pub. Rocky Sullivans is anything but fake Irish. Right after Hurricane Sandy, which took out their sound equipment, piano, and damaged the crap out of it, they were serving up pints. Here are a few clips taped by Ms. Divya Patel from the night.