18 March 2010

Morning Vent, 18 March 2010 (Hangover Edition)

 Yeah, my headache is
bigger than those...

    I need an aspirin the size of a truck tire. We almost closed the pub last night. (Or it almost closed me...) The Guinness was flowing; the jukebox was playing my favorite tunes. We managed to stay ahead of the Saint Paddy's tunes, mostly. Mostly. We did get juke-jacked a couple of times, but I couldn't begrudge the celebrants an air or two to celebrate their Celtic pride. And, of course, I'm a Celt, too. An Ibero-Celt.

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