You would think that a blog that professes the benefits of a tipple ever so often would sing the praises of a holiday that has become by and large all about drinking. Not so. You will not see St. Patrick's Day wished happily here.
That is because this day brings out the amateurs. Oh, let me get dallied up in green and pretend to be of a culture I'm not while getting piss wasted on green American beer. Fuck that.
I'd rather celebrate my Scots-Irish heritage by kicking some faux Irishman off his bar stool, pissing in his green beer and kicking back a snort Bushmills and a pint of Guinness while wishing I'd ordered a suitable Scotch whisky instead. Just like my forefathers.
Today I'm wearing a plaid shirt and an orange hoodie. God save the queen. Kiss my arse.