Don't much get out to pubs anymore. This year I did go out on the evening of St. Paddy's day with my son and a couple of his fellow Marines. My son and myself, along with a couple of the others were kilted, but I suspect the free beer had more to do with my pipes, and the Marines than the kilts.
At the last bar we were in there was a photographer set up to take pictures of anyone who cared to buy a shot memorializing their St. Paddy's day festivities (in case they celebrated too hard, I guess). He approached me with the offer that he would pay me $1 for everyone I brought over to have their picture taken with the piper. I told him that anyone who wished to have a picture taken with me was welcome to do so, but I wasn't going to shill for his operation. With the prevalence of picture phones, and digital cameras these days, I don't imagine he got many takers.
All skill and effort is to no avail when an angel pees down your drones.
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