Going to be nicer there than it is here.
Only going to hit 65 here today. Rain also.
Going to stay in and consume mass quantities of corned beef and cabbage.
And even greater quantities of brew.
Sean O'Malley went for a walk in the Irish countryside after a very hard rain. He came upon a swollen, raging stream; and there he spotted a leprechaun, half submerged in the water, holding onto a branch for dear life, in danger of being swept away at any moment. O'Malley reached down and pulled the little one to safety.
"Thank ye, sir! Sure'n ye saved me life," the leprechaun gasped. "For yer kindness, I'll be grantin' ye three wishes...anyt'ing ye wants...just name it."
O'Malley thought about it, and realized that the day had grown warm since the storm ended. He was very thirsty.
"I'd like a Guiness," O'Malley said, and a tall bottle appeared in his hand. He chugged it, and was shocked to see it fill back up. "What's this?" he asked.
"Well, ye didn't think I'd give ye an ordinary beer, did ye?" the leprechaun replied. "That bottle will always refill itself, no matter how many times ye empties it. Now then, ye have two more wishes left...what would ye like?"
"Ahhh, sure'n that's easy," O'Malley said. "I'll be takin' two more of these!"
And hello to our favorite redhead. Are ya Irish, Rie? Granted, everyone is today...I mean during the rest of the year. From what I've been told, most redheads trace at least part of their heritage to the Emerald Isle, though I don't know that for a fact.