Did I wake up planning to drink with my cereal? No. But, much of America did today, and it's totally acceptable. Happy St. Patty's Day! Though, while you're celebrating with shamrock antennae and green eggs and Guinness, I must say I'm lacking my green luster this year. Hmmm...I'm thinking the work start time of 2:30 a.m. may have something to do with it. But, just because I'm playing it a more subdued of a green this year, perhaps a nice mint shade, doesn't mean I haven't done my share of celebrating in the past. So, I'm using today to reflect on my St. Patrick's of past, mainly sending a nod to the fabulous Irish parties of Bingo and to my first in Harrisburg, kudos to one Aaron Fallon.
I've had many a tipsy, Irish-jig filled, green bead wearing, afternoon beer drinking, parade on a different day attending, car bomb chugging celebration...most of which ended with my head in green beer, or a toilet. 
So I wish you all the same joy and merriment, the luck of the Irish to you, and a much easier hangover than I usually experience. Trust me, I'll catch you next year. ;)
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