Good evening ladies and gentlemen

Welcome one and all to tonights entertainment.

So a Scot, a Brunette and a Strawberry Farmer walk into a bar.

Enough already cries a distraught woman in the audience...

In case you are wondering there is a story to follow. Just getting my sillyness out of the way. My wonderful Fiance (the brunette), a good friend of ours (The Strawberry Farmer who happens to be female) and myself dropped in on our local Irish Pub, The Flying Shamrock, for St. Paddy's day. I wore a kilt, there were at least two more there and lots of minikilts runnin around...The end

Sorry the alcohol is still coursing through my veins as I type this. One of the proprietors of this fine establishment of intoxication was wearing an Irish National Tartan and I saw one Utilikilt-style kilt. I received many compliments on my kilt and talked for a short time with the owner. Had a great meal and way to many beers. The band was mediocre at best and we missed the band we had actually gone to see. Before the evening was over we crossed paths with a few old friends from the high school era who were actually more drunk than us...I hope they got home ok... Unfortunately we (by we I mean "I") forgot the camera. So the silliness missed it's chance to be recorded for all future generations.

Have a happy and safe St. Paddy's Day...oops...that's a little late isn't it.

I hope you had a happy and safe SPD.

Grahamint: