hey! a leprechaun!

St. Patrick’s Day was festive – I made my contribution by hanging out with a specific O’Connor. And who would that specifically be, you ask? Justice Sandra Day O’Connor! That’s right people! I got my Irish groove on. And the best part about meeting such an elegant lady was impressing her with my own classy getup…none other than my pj pants and alice in chains shirt :-) But that’s okay. Me and Sandra – we understand each other. We just chilled in the office, knocked a few back in honor of the holiday (it's only right to stop and take a moment to appreciate the meaning of the day), and ate snickerdoodles. And by golly, they were good! Her three manfriends from the secret service weren’t so bad either. My new buddy – Carl - is a whopping 7 feet tall and happens to have a knack for Sudoku. The three of them also found my desk quite comfy, so we all got to know each other pretty well as I made the move to another cubicle in the office. I’m thinking my civic duty has been fulfilled for about the next five years.

Other than that, I tried to avoid corned beef and cabbage at all costs, and satiated my holiday cravings with a nice jr. bacon cheeseburger and the new “number 9 combo”, complete with 10 chicken nuggets and fries, from wendy’s. I mean, c’mon, wendy’s got the red hair and freckles thing goin on – she’s irish, right? It’s that dave guy that makes me question the authenticity of it all...