My first thought today was to find some sort of horrible St Patrick’s Day nightmare and blog it as though I thought it were fitting.
But hell I’ve done that for almost a decade so I decide nah, let it go finally. I mean it’s not like Shamrock Pasties and butt plugs are in short supply on Marketplace, if one is so inclined. Yet I just wasn’t feeling it.
I guess I’m just in a “Let me stand in front of this giant bear holding an umbrella” sort of mood. What can I say? Continue reading