Today is the one day of the year everyone wants to be Irish regardless of their ancestry. And I'm okay with that. When you're lucky enough to be Irish 365 days of the year, it's easy to be magnanimous. A little advice from an authentic Irish lass when ye're celebratin' the wearin' o' the green today:
Skip the green beer and go straight for the Guinness. It's tastier and more authentic than that thin watery food colored Iron City.
Better yet, a wee drop of Jameson's is good for the constitution.
And yes, my son was named for an alcoholic beverage, wanna make something of it? We Irish are known to be quick tempered. They don't call them the "Fighting Irish" for no reason.
Or best of all, join me for a Bailey's. Is it a drink? Is it a dessert? Do I really care?
To all my friends on this St. Patrick's Day I leave you with this traditional Irish Blessing:
May those that love us, love us.
And those that don't love us,
May God turn their hearts.
And if He doesn't turn their hearts,
May He turn their ankles
So we will know them by their limping.
You've got to love a race that can pen a prayer involving bodily harm.
Éirinn go brách or póg mo thóin!
Midtown up - Three Hipstamatic shots in one.
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