What makes Irish eyes smile?

How best to celebrate St. Patrick's Day? Honestly, it's amateur hour at the local bar.

Besides which, I'm not too Irish. Sure, they say the family blood is Black Irish, Scots-Irish, there must have been some regular Irish in there. I don't doubt it. But the Scots-Irish, though they intermixed to some degree, really treated the auld sod as a layover on the way to America from Scotland. They were irritating hillbilly protestants whose countrymen in Scotland couldn't stand them. They were people for whom the harsh climate of the North Sea area was not ascetic enough so they went to the New World, where the land east of the Mississippi was too crowded.

Anyway, I come from a long line of slightly misanthropic ascetics. Getting loaded on Guiness based on a comeradery-inducing ethnic affiliation doesn't seem appropriate.

Since I'm still aching in the head, I'm thinking maybe the curative muscle relaxer and a nice pass out might be appropriate. I was also considering going to Tuff-E-Nuff, because actively seeking suffering is my genetic heritage. Since I also consider the railing against vice part of my heritage, I thought about getting an Entennmen's chocolate fudge cake, eating something like half of it and feeling bad about caulking my arteries.

Also, I was pleased today to read that the people of Northern Ireland, the McCartney family in particular, are rejecting the redneck rule the IRA is offering. We here in the U.S. are suffering from some of the narrow vision and self-righteousness that has infested both sides in the N. Ireland conflict. Of course, we have the bomb.