Happy St. Pattrick’s day, everyone. I think that my favorite part about this holiday is the high school kids that come from Jersey and LI to the parade and and get drunk on the train before they even get to Manhattan. One year, I was on my way to work, so it was before 10 in the morning, and I saw some kids coming from jersey when I was at the train station. They must have been 17 years old, max. One of them was already puking his guts out in the garbage can. I’m sure that St. Patty’s day ended up being one of the longest days of his life, hahahaha. In other St. Pattrick’s day news, It looks like Bear Stearns could have used a little Irish luck this last weekend. Ouch! What a bargain for JPMorgan though. If I would have know before hand, that Bear was going to give a 90whatever percent discount to their future owner, I would have borrowed the money from Reagan and bought them myself! You can never have too many spare investment banks laying around for a rainy day.