San Francisco regifted my heart to Dublin.

I haven’t posted my adventures in quite some time. I’m sorry. Again. Moving on. As a noob in terms of Irish culture, I wouldn’t hesitate to claim any American in their right mind still is aware of St. Patrick’s Day and Ireland’s coining of the color green. Granted that any form of celebration justifies reasoning […]

My excuse? Ireland almost froze me.

Obviously the timely documentation of Irish adventure was inevitably going to falter at some point. Sorry to prick you with that sharp end for an unacceptable period of days, yet hopefully by acknowledging my recent inconsistency, we can follow a road paved in my deepest and most sincere apologies for those closely following what now have been termed suspenseful […]

The gift of gab is fab.

Could it be that I would desire such an attribute?…maybe one that I have already been attested to possess? When conversing with a quad of Irish lads on Friday[the previous evening], the gift of gab according to their Guinness heads entails you’ll speak twice as fast as your normal speak with the ability to always engage in […]

The sun really exists!

Is my alarm really going off? I constantly pose this question at myself these mornings in Ireland for it seems I don’t place head to pillow until the late hours of the a.m. Must…wake…up…five more minutes. Strummm! Integrating myself into the Irish life style hasn’t been a far cry seeing that I constantly am being […]