With all the problems and worries of the world these days weighing on your shoulders, it’s nice to have an excuse to get so drunk that you vomit all over the place and make an utter fool of yourself in public. In that spirit: Sláinte!
I’m currently on medication that I can’t take with alcohol, but I’ll still be celebrating the occasion as per usual: stumbling, sweating, and weeping inconsolably. Just for different reasons. But you kids go out and have your fun. I’ll be wearing an ironic “Got Any Irish In Ya?” t-shirt in my heart, if not on my gleaming, rippled torso.