A belated Happy St Patricks day to you all. From Lima, peru. For the first time in over 10 years-I did not celebrate the feast day with my brother. My brother is in Dusseldorf. He has gone to the Altstadt, and its 4 Irish pubs, and buxom and winsome waitresses. So it is the end of a tradition that started in 2002. I had been in my last job for a few months. I had not taken a day off. From somewhere I got the idea of going to NYC for St Patricks day. I am not sure from where. My brother was not so enthusiastic at first. The events of 9-11 were fresh in his mind. He asked me what would happen, if terrorists boarded the plane. Our first time navigating JFK, we had a nightmare navigating the I-90 form. On the way back, I was thrown off a flight. We never met our cousin. We were supposed to rendevous with my cousin in NYC. We never did. We waited and waited outside the trump tower. For five years we drunk in Desmonds, bar in NYC. Then we ran out of money and went to colonge. Why c...