Ok, so the county code challenge didn't go as well as hoped, but there's always a chance for a reprieve. All it takes to clear out the memory is watching some truly awful movies (The Comebacks and, to a lesser extent, 10,000 B.C. qualify. Then there's work, which makes to great drool-inducing experience to erase whatever useful information might be making residence in the brain.

This week has been far from stressful in terms of having too much to do. The weather has been quite amazing and yesterday was St. Patrick's Day, which is probably the best annual commemorative day named for a saint. Sure, it's overdone in much the same way as Halloween and Valentines, but overall, it usually results in a good time. Yesterday was no exception and scoring that table on the patio at 12 South Taproom clearly had some kind of "luck of the Irish" involved.

Then there's breakfast. The whole "most important meal of the day" thing is probably more old wives' tale than scientific fact, but when consumed at the right time, in the right form and with the right company, it's pretty amazing. The entire day seems to just move at a more productive pace, thanks to nothing more than a bagel and a great reason to come into work a few minutes late.

Ok, so the uneventfulness of the week has truly manifested itself here in this blog. Nothing better to discuss than St. Patrick's, breakfast and license plate trivia. Such is life.