Blogpoll ate my blog poll, and then their entire webpage disappeared. I swear it wasn't my fault!
Anyway, I can't tally up the votes, but when everything crashed I know that they were running pretty heavily in favor of my having kissed the Blarney Stone.
But Lane knows me well. I did not kiss the Blarney Stone. I was far too cool.
You can tell by this picture, taken on a side street in some Irish town, just how damn cool I was:
I'm really glad you liked the Ireland stories. I think I've exhausted those from my little 10-day trip with Lila. But fortunately I went back, and back, and back, and I have many more stories I can tell.
So give me a week or two to gather my thoughts, and I'll bring you back to Ireland with me again.
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