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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Party On!

You've got to hand it to the people in my new hometown – they do enjoy a reason – any reason – to party. But perhaps they should pace it a little bit?

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Police Make First St. Patrick's Day DUI Arrest at 7:20 a.m.

The Omaha Police Department had barely begun its special St. Patrick's Day traffic patrols when it nabbed its first drunken driver.

The daylong effort began at 7 a.m., and within 20 minutes someone had been picked up for driving under the influence, said Sgt. Laurie Scott.

By about 10 p.m., officers had made nine DUI arrests, issued 114 citations for speeding and made a couple of felony arrests, she said. Scott expected the pace to pick up as people began heading home from the revelries.

Omaha officers were called to a nightclub near 114th Street and West Dodge Road just before midnight to break up a fight. Two people were taken to hospitals with injuries that were not considered life-threatening, a 911 dispatcher said.

The Sarpy County Sheriff's Office added seven law enforcement officers to patrol county roads Monday night. Three people were arrested on suspicion of drunken driving, he said. One person was arrested for driving with a suspended license.

Douglas County Sheriff's deputies doled out four drunken driving citations during a weekend enforcement effort leading up to Monday's St. Patrick's Day celebrations.

Deputies also gave out two open container citations and two citations for minors in possession, said Sheriff Tim Dunning. The numbers were "pretty normal" for a weekend, he said.


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Yes, give the locals something to drink about - a sporting event, a semi-holiday, the fact that the sun is up - and they'll be at one of the many bars, taverns, or assorted watering holes around here. I swear that Omaha has more sports bars than any place I've ever seen; God only knows what its like on Game Day. (I guess we'll find out this fall...)


A lady I work with was scheduled earlier this week to have carpel tunnel surgery on her hand, but her surgeon had to push it back by a few days. Why? Because he had to do 7 surguries for broken jaws from St. Patty's fights.

Think about that. Seven broken jaws. One doctor.

Makes you wonder how many other surgeons in town had them lined up outside their door, waiting for the same thing?

I'm glad we stayed home that night. And New Years Eve. And Cinco de Mayo. And any other convenient excuse the locals have to get plastered, just for the hell of it.

So here's ol' Tommy BOy's advice for today -- get yourself a designated driver. Because getting popped for a DUI before breakfast would really suck. Plus you might spill some, and it'll clash with the puke on your "Kiss Me, I'm Irish" shirt.

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