“Shenandoah.”

So, this morning I’m drinking my brunch in an Irish bar waiting for the rest of the family to finish up going to church…

IT WAS A GLORIOUS MOMENT OF PURE, CRYSTALLINE AWESOME, ACTUALLY.  THANKS FOR ASKING.

…anyway, so this comes up on the jukebox.

Shenandoah, Bruce Springsteen

And I think to myself, Yup.  That tears it.  Next time, go with the Ploughman’s Platter.

Well, that and Dammit, this bar needs Wi-fi so that I can watch that Lawrence Welk thing.