Kiss Me, I'm Welsh!

Why don't the Welsh celebrate a holiday that includes consuming copious amounts of alcohol? I would get drunk and tell stories about the old country cottage near Llanbadarn Fynydd (we're wacky that way - we love our repeating vowels and consonants) Oh well, I married an irish girl (no, not that one but she's a catch!) so that should get me in the door.

Update
I just dropped my parents off at the airport. 12 days, many many miles, and enough food and booze to last me through... well, Easter maybe. I am beyond exhausted.

Haloscan has apparently lost all of the comments for the last two entries. I successfully installed Movable Type (side note: shouldn't there be an 'e' in there?) and will begin the joyous task of migrating and sorting over a years worth of posts and possibly working on a new look. Stay tuned. It's time for a change... right after my nap.