Happy St. Pat's!

Well, it's March 17th, which means that we're celebrating the anniversary of the patent of the rubber band! No just kidding...noone celebrates that (except maybe Dave, who insists on exemplifying its use as a projectile all day).

Anyway, Happy St. Patrick's Day everyone! Here is a picture from my time in Ireland a couple years ago...I like to call it "Heaven."


My agenda tonight:

1. Drink whiskey and beer
2. Eat corned beef, cabbage, potatoes, and beer bread
3. Watch "Boondock Saints" and/or "Braveheart" (yes, I know Braveheart is Scottish, but one of the best characters in it, Stephen, is Irish):

Stephen: (looking up at the sky) All right, Father...I'll ask him...(looks down at William Wallace) If I risk my neck for you, will I get a chance to kill Englishman?

Hamish: Is your father a ghost, or do you converse with the Almighty?

Stephen: In order to find his equal, an Irishman is forced to talk to God...(looks up) Yes, Father? (looks back down at Hamish) The Almighty says, "don't change the subject...just answer the fuckin' question"