I am the shamrock and it is me

Wow.

I just want everyone to note that this weekend saw everything from work to play, from labor and delivery to the definition of love, from visits to a police precint (totally innocent, of course) to inhaling massive amounts of Starbucks...and, oh, yeah, a whole lot of St. Patrick's going on. I would love to tell you all about it but I'm off to Property class. Remain there, perched on the edge of your seat. I'll be back.

Maybe this can tide you over...