and what are your greenish plans for wednesday? that’s the problem with st. paddy’s day being on a wednesday, isn’t it? you can’t really plan on staying out all night, or party-ing too hard, now can you?
don’t worry, kids. one day, sooner than you can even imagine, you’ll cross a bridge. you might not even realize it’s happened. i didn’t. but someday, you’ll understand that party is not necessarily a verb. and you’ll discover you can get by just fine without consuming clover-tinted beer.
and then you’ll be satisfied with having breakfast at an irish pub instead. and curling up with a glass of wine to watch the 10 o’clock news before calling it a night.
now that… that is happiness. yep. your very own pot o’ gold at the end of the rainbow.
top o’ the week to ye