Happy St. Patty’s Day.

I celebrated by sleeping until 11:30 and eating breakfast ten minutes ago at 2:30. Have enough ale and stout from Ireland in my fridge to make two people sick and movie tickets to the four o’clock showing of Black Snake Moan at the Rotunda in my pocket.  Green clothes, including undies and socks.  A big mug of Barry’s Tea right in front of me.  And the supplies to make pizza from scratch in my kitchen.  It’s going to be a good St. Patty’s Day.