wrote a drunk email last night

irish storm trooper

im not ashamed.

woke up not knowing if today was st. paddys day

or even if Lil Wayne was still with us.

if only there was customizable news app that would be sitting there waiting for me

when i rose from my morning haze each day.

that would also play my favorite music and flash appealing photos at me.

i awoke a tad too early today thanks to my phone buzzing

due to one Patrick Pitt, pictured, asking me all sorts of difficult fantasy baseball questions.

aimed, i imagine, at throwing me off my game for the upcoming draft.

it may have worked.