I'm cute, therefore I must be Irish

In celebration of my Irish heritage, I'm taking my liver out to the pubs tonight and will hopefully be able to drink some Guinness with some Irish folk--and not American Irish folk... REAL Irish folk. Ever since my youth, and reinforced by my time in Oxford and my experience with a visiting Irish rugby team at Stanford, I've been enamored with the Irish. Their sense of humor, their conversation, their great personalities and kindness that only the few and proud could understand and love.

Speaking of Stanford and the Irish, a group of researchers have settled the dispute over whether Guinness bubbles float up or down--they actually are floating down. It's all here in this CNN article. I'm happy to see research time and monies being spent to solve these mysteries of life. And especially to see Stanford being a part of it. No, I'm not being sarcastic this time. I'm very serious.

Cheers to everyone, have a pint or two, and sing an Irish drinking song! Here's to everyone on this St. Patrick's Day! McSorley's, here I come!