An eventful week:
First there was National Pi Day (3/14, get it?), in which I refrained from eating pie.
Then there was the Ides of March (3/15), in which I refrained from getting assassinated by a band of rogue Senators.
Now St. Patrick's Day, where I will attempt to refrain from acting like a wanna-be Irishperson by overimbibing in refreshments and barfing in technicolor. I think I have enough Celtic blood in me to feel Irish without using green beer to up my greenness from the inside out. But don't let me spoil your fun. You go ahead. Just don't drive home.
Erin Go Braless.