Joe's Law #1...

To be considered an Irish Pub, it must serve Guinness. To be considered and Irish Sports Bar and Pub, it must serve Guinness... To be a high class Irish Pub, it must not only serve Guinness, but some sort of related Guinness dish... To be a bar I would consider? It just must serve beer. ... I was at an Irish Pub this evening... I am starting to feel that Guinness hangover. I love the stuff, but too much does bad things with my head... I was on the South Side drinking with a friend surrounded by decent, working class folks. I like the working class folks. They have a tendency to say it like it is. I respect that. I try to say it like it is, but often used inflated language and big words I don't even know... Heh. Well, kids, I am off to bed. I have to be up early to do stuff before I bed down for another night. If I don't check back sometime later today with yet another not so wild, not near whacky bit of crap I call writing, then have a good day. Oh, did I mention my toddler niece is a nag? "JOE!!! JJJJJOOOOOOEEEEEE!!!!" she says to me. I hear it even when she's not here. And, ... Well, she and I have a special bond. I am not only her Uncle Joe, but I'm a Jungle Gym! I don't think a day goes by without her climbing up Mount Uncle to either jump on me (one of my newest expressions is "ooofff"), pull my nose (she's pulled it so hard sometimes, she drew blood), press my nose (I play like I turn off. To wake me, she must say, "Joe"... Sometimes she does it loudly. Sometimes she does it softly. Sometimes she just leaves leaving me off. I wonder what that means?), take my hat off and put it either on her head or the floor (I have a thing for ball caps. Been wearing them since the last known Ice Age. I have a feeling I've been wearing them since the last unknown Ice Age. I don't know when that was though), or sing songs. She and I sing songs. She doesn't like it when I sing songs that she knows, like her favorite -- THE ABCs. She'll scream. But, she does like hearing songs that she doesn't... My proudest accomplishment? I got her to do the Fighting Illini Mating Call... "I-L-L" she'll call. I must say, "I-N-I"... We do that for a few seconds. I also got her to say "Michigan Sucks!!" My sister wasn't to happy with that one. Every once in awhile, "Sucks!" comes out of her mouth... Oh, she also knows how to say, "COOOL!" She came into my room and saw my Illini light illumniated in all its glory... "COOOLLL!" she said as she pointed. That kid, she knows how to get bigger Christmas presents, I tell ya. Smart kid... She is going to go places.... I didn't realize, but I kinda miss her this week. I have nobody to watch the Doodlebops with... *Sniff*... Yeah, I know, there's the killer cat. But, she isn't any fun. C-ya! Oh, yeah, one last thing. I did try to teach the kid how to give me $10... "Give Uncle Joe ten dollars, Em." ... She wants nothing to do with that... Figures.