Guinness for Strength.

“The company is celebrating the decision by Arthur Guinness, the son of a land steward, to sign a 9,000-year lease on a run-down brewery in Dublin’s St James’s Gate in 1759.” Granted, this whole “Arthur’s Day” business today has the strong whiff of a brazen marketing ploy. Still, I don’t need much of an excuse to raise a glass to my favorite drink (this side of Red Bull and the occasional Jamesons.)

So happy 250th, and Slainte to you and yours. May you all have warm words on a cold evening, a full moon on a dark night, and a road downhill all the way to home.

3 thoughts on “Guinness for Strength.”

  1. occasional???? really? 🙂
    I love that toast. It sounds quite familiar… where did I hear that recently?
    Hope all is well Kev. LOVE YA!!

  2. After I came back from my trip to Ireland I could no longer drink Guinness here…
    It is no where as good as it is there, the widget cans come close but the fresh pints you get there that take almost 4 minutes to settle are a whole ‘nother universe

  3. Well, “occasional” as compared to Guinness, anyway. :p

    Agreed, Fritz. Guinness in Ireland is to Guinness here what Guinness here is to canned American beer.

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