Up the Irish, and no, not like that, ye feckin’ pervert. After 13 hours of sleep it’s time to listen to The Pogues — who are at present enjoying a farewell tour of the United States — and contemplate a pint or two or three of the black and perhaps just a wee drop of the uísque beatha on St. Patrick’s Day.
KRCC was playing “Dirty Old Town” when I arose this morning, so here it is for you and yours. Sláinte!
• Late update: Speaking of NPR, Doug Lamborn is a feckin’ eejit. And Anthony Weiner is not.
Mad Blog Media 
May you always have
Walls for the winds,
A roof for the rain,
Tea beside the fire,
Laughter to cheer you,
Those you love near you,
And all your heart might desire
“KUDOS TO YOU!”
Ha..great stuff Rep. Weiner. Of course, the Reps for my neck of NC voted aye, the fecking old bag(Foxx) and the sawed-off Leprechaun wannabe(McHenry). I’m surrounded by douche-baggery I tell ya.
Happy Amateur Night no. 3 to you and yours Mister O’Grady. I’m off for a ride.
I have a total irreverence for anything connected with society, except that which makes the road safer, the beer stronger, old men and women warmer in the winter, and happier in the summer.
— Irish novelist Brendan Behan
Slainte, ye feckin’ Prot PO’G, ye.
Farewell Tour to the United States. How appropriate. In twenty years it’ll be Kochistan.
In 20 yrs. the USA will be a wholly-owned subsidiary of China.
Anthony Weiner doesn’t like bike lanes.
http://bikesnobnyc.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-is-only-test-tentative-lanes.html
Aha, I’d forgotten. So he has a streak of latent eejit going on. Worse than malaria or the herpes, I tell ya. Meanwhile, seems The People like them some bike lanes. Go figure.