Last week was Saint Patrick’s Day – a big holiday in Boston.  For some reason, pop star Ed Sheeran was in town.  So what do you do in Boston on Saint Patrick’s Day?  You go to an Irish pub.  Sheeran went to The Dubliner wearing a green and white Celtics jersey and jacket.  He played several songs with folk band Beoga, including “Shape of You”, “I Don’t Care”, “Nancy Mulligan”, “Grace”, and ended the set with “Galway Girl”.  You can check out the performance on BillyMasters.com.

In one of those transitions that you’ll only find in a Billy Masters column, Irish tae kwon do Olympian Jack Woolley got engaged on Saint Patrick’s Day.  This is relevant because he is hot, gay and obviously is engaged to another hot, gay man.  Woolley’s also been in the news since he just finished second on Ireland’s Dancing with the Stars last week.  Shortly after the finale, he proposed to Daithi Murphy.  Here’s a fun fact – proving that hot Olympians are just like the rest of us, Jack and Daithi’s first date was in a McDonald’s parking lot.  Oh, the memories that brings back – fumbling around in a bucket seat, the pungent smell of exhaust in the air, and someone asking, “Would you like to super-size that?”  A moment of enchantment they can share with the kiddies…eventually.

In some stateside romance, two Las Vegas male strippers got engaged.  Davis Taylor Rahal is a “dancer” in the Magic Mike show.  Last weekend, he stopped the show midway to bring his beau onstage.  Shay H is a “dancer” with the ever-popular Thunder from Down Under.  “This year has been filled with joy, laughter, love, and adventure,” said Davis – which he followed by saying those four magic words.  No, not “your Visa was declined.”  He said, “Will you marry me?”  Shay, obviously a man of few words, nodded, the couple kissed, and everyone applauded.  ‘Cause nothing makes horny suburban straight women on vacation happier than to see two hot men kiss!

Proving that marriage isn’t limited to gay folk, attorney Steve Mitchel took a bridle.  I’m sorry – he took a BRIDE.  It’s an honest mistake when the bride is Melissa Rivers!  Joan’s little filly got back into the saddle at the Four Seasons in cowboy country, Jackson Hole, Wyoming.  The wedding was officiated by Sabrina Lott-Miller, Joan’s longtime assistant.  Missy’s son Cooper gave the first toast, where he cautioned his new step-father to give his new bride her own way…”if you know what’s good for you.”  In a touching gesture, each guest was asked to wear a bee pin from the Joan Rivers Jewelry Collection.  Invoices to follow.