Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Even though I have an Irish name, I'm not - as far as I can tell - Irish.

But I do like St. Patrick's Day.

So in honor of this blessed ... OK debauched ... occassion, here's a little gift from me (OF ME) to you.

Thanks to the fine folks at JibJab.com for their efforts - you should
check out their website sometime - great stuff

I'd also like to share some of my favorite Irish quotes, many of which were emailed to me today from friends old and new.

May you live as long as you want, And never want as long as you live.

The Irish are very fair people, they never speak well for one another.

Every St. Patrick's Day every Irishman goes out to find another Irishman to make a speech to.

The Irish don't know what they want and are prepared to fight to the death to get it.

God is good to the Irish, but no one else is; not even the Irish

If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilized

Irish Alzheimer's: you forget everything except the grudges.

“If you're lucky enough to be Irish, then you're lucky enough.”

Man is incomplete until he marries. After that, he is finished.

Good luck beats early rising.

In the end, there are only two things to worry about:
either you are well or you are sick.
When you're well, there is nothing to worry about.
But if you're sick, then there are two things to worry about:
either you get well or you will die.
When you get well, there is nothing to worry about.
But when you die, then there are two things to worry about:
either you'll go to heaven or you'll go to hell.
When you go to heaven, there is nothing to worry about.
But when you go to hell, you'll be so damn busy shaking hands with friends,
you won't have time to worry!