Happy St. Patricks Day Ya’ll

With Easter only 1 week away, the Great Corned Beef Hunt is under way. There is nothing like spending St. Pats in the South. I mean that literally. It really is nothing. There will be some lame St. Pats parade (on Saturday of course) and it will be just black people screaming about Obama and the “Hurricane”. Hopefully it will rain. Then try to find a corned beef. It will be advertised, but there will be an empty space where the c. beef is suppose to be when you get to the meat dept. Of course the “meat specialist” will not know what they are and will have to ask the other meat specialist who is helping someone get their St. Pats ham. Then when you check out, the cashier, bagger, and idiot behind you will all stare at it and start a conversation on what that is and how on earth do you cook it. Oh, I guess I’ll just go to the Travel website and look up weird foods and see if Anthony Bourdain has any hints.  The most exciting thing going is we get to wear jeans to work on Monday.  And a green shirt.  That ought to be interesting.  “I didn’t have anything green so i wore this teal sweatshirt with the Miami Dolphins logo on it”.  Or, “Oh is St. Patricks Day today?”   I have managed to round up a few people to stop for a beer on the way home at least.  I got some Bailey’s for my coffee after Palm Sunday.  Erin Go Bragh!!