How I Spent St. Patrick's Day 2009...

03/18/2009

Supposedly I am a third Irish.  The other two-thirds of me is made up of some English bloodlines and Scottish bloodlines.  Now this may get me in a wee bit of trouble, but other than an accent, what the hell is the difference between the Brits, the Potato People and those Haggis eaters?  The answer is more than simple.  There is no difference, except the Scots and the English do not have a special day set aside so I can drink Guinness or any other of my favorite brews.  And that my friends, is all I really need to say about that, but…

As I looked around the world yesterday I could not help but notice nearly everyone was wearing green clothing of some sort– shirts, pants, jackets, sweaters, you name it and someone probably had it on in green.  Even I had a little green clothing adorning my body, though the green is more bone colored than real Irish Green.  The Nancy mocked me into it.  I don’t usually give into dressing for holidays, not even Halloween.

The Nancy and I did manage to get can get to Beautiful Downtown Berkeley Springs, West Virginia, population 711, and down couple of a pints of fake Guinness – which means the bar didn’t have it so we had to consume another stout.  That was my goal the evening.

Mission accomplished!!!  St. Patrick’s Day 2009 ended just as St Patrick’s Day 2008, which basically means it was just Another Day in Paradise for me.  Like is good!

And that is all I have to say about that…