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Well, happy fucking St. Patrick's day. An Irish holiday that the Irish celebrate with Gaelic pride festivals, fireworks, and attendance at Mass, and that the Americans celebrate by dressing up like Scotsman, listening to Raggae covers of "Go Lassie Go", and drinking pasteurized beer. No thanks. I'm wearing my green shirt to avoid the ridicule of the "kiss me I'm oirish" morons out there, but that's it. I'll do my Irish imigration and rebel tunes tomorrow night at the coffee house and call it good.

I'm irritable because I'm feeling in my chest the same thing MLJM suffered from a month ago and is currently revisiting. Hurts to cough, chest feeling tight, and I've psyched myself up for this concert and may not get to do it. Can't breathe = can't sing. One's sort of dependent on the other, dontcha know. Got the menthol ointment on my chest*, plan to drink lots of hot liquid today, and hope for the best.

* a terrific product called Soltice, like Vicks but stronger. The kind of stuff you can't rub on your chest for more than a week without it starting to eat through to your ribcage. Can't get it north of the Kentucky line, so far as we've been able to find.

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I so agree with you on the St. Pat's day thing.

D.

We've done the bar scene at St Pat's precisely once. I was terrified the place would have a fire, because it was so crowded that we'd have all died where we sat/stood/lay. Never again.

I'm playing a lot of instrumental Celtic music today at work, and I have on a green shirt, but that's because I have someone in the office who hasn't ever gotten over the pinching thing. We usually have corned beef & cabbage around now, but I haven't felt like cooking it, and it's higher fat than my diet can really allow for these days. Maybe I'll make corned beef sandwiches or something. (I really prefer Beef in Guinness, but the calorie count and fat content on it are really bad.)

Amen. Long ago I went with some friends and coworkers to downtown Chicago, where for St. Patrick's Day they dye the river a brighter shade of green than it normally is, for the parade. I ditched them shortly after the post-parade pub crawl began... and since then have just listened to Irish music in honor of the day.

It's a good day for Robbie O'Connell's "You're Not Irish" (http://sniff.numachi.com/~rickheit/dtrad/pages/tiNOTIRISH.html).

O-H W-O-W. What a terrific song! Is there an MP3 version out there somewhere? A quick Googling didn't turn up anything.

I'm on the cast of a movie with two Irish characters. One of the actors claims to be "real" Irish, and I'd like to strangle her with her own too-bright red hair. Two giveaways: the Hollywood-Cork accent (I have friends from Cork and Dublin, and none of them sound like her), and she blames everything on "leprechauns". When I was in Ireland, the only place I saw leprechauns was in the airport - near the American Airlines desk - and at the gift shops adjacent to the American hotels. Ick.

Alas, I don't know where one can find an MP3 of it. Best I can do is point you at the composer/lyricist's web site, www.robbieoconnell.com, where you can find the lyrics better formatted and spelled, and with a note pointing you at a CD that Mr. O'Connell recorded it on.

I hope you're going to be feelin' better for your show tomorrow.

I too, am wearing a green shirt for pretty much the same reasons. It certainly helped that it was one of the shirts recently washed, still waiting in the dryer to be folded/hung up... I'm not Irish, and I certainly don't pretend to be for one day a year....

I'm not Irish, and I certainly don't pretend to be for one day a year...

BINGO!!! Lotta idiots in this country could learn from that.

Thanks for the well wishes. Oddly enough, as I was driving home I tried singing through one of the harder songs and was actually able to do it, so there's hope, eh?

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