It is a religious day in Ireland spent quietly with the family. It is not a drunken whorefest which it basically has become in the USA... I plan to commence my drunken whorefesting in about an hour at a friend's house and will drive back to town still sober where I will park my car at the local pub, do some Irish sing-songs with the rest of the American drunks and cheer for the Sacramento Kings to put down the lakers, before I stumble home to my shitty night's sleep before I stumble back to the pub to pick my car up in the morning.
