Slán

It's been sitting on the kitchen table since the evening of March 17th. Since the evening I ran into a nice young lady named Casey and she adorned me with many pieces of St. Patrick's day flare. It's the traditional, cheap headpiece one wears that says the occasion across the top (this one says "Happy St. Patrick's Day"). While I like it, and I can appreciate the gift, this is something that will get lost in the shuffle. By next St. Patty's Day, I'll be wondering where it went...and then I'll find it two days afterwards. Thus, it's time to say good bye to it.