Break out the Jameson's, put on some green, and pour yourself a black and tan. It's St. Patrick's Day, the day when everyone pretends that they're Irish. I must admit, I have some fond memories of going downtown on St. Patrick's Days past. Of course, at that time of my life, I didn't really need much of an excuse to drink, either. Today I didn't wear a lick of green, but then again, I can't claim any Irish blood, either. I think that my Ipod must have remembered the day or something, because with the Ipod on random, one after the other, I heard Leahy, Dropkick Murphys, and Flogging Molly.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Happy Everyone Pretend You're Irish Day
Break out the Jameson's, put on some green, and pour yourself a black and tan. It's St. Patrick's Day, the day when everyone pretends that they're Irish. I must admit, I have some fond memories of going downtown on St. Patrick's Days past. Of course, at that time of my life, I didn't really need much of an excuse to drink, either. Today I didn't wear a lick of green, but then again, I can't claim any Irish blood, either. I think that my Ipod must have remembered the day or something, because with the Ipod on random, one after the other, I heard Leahy, Dropkick Murphys, and Flogging Molly.
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