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God bless the corners of this house and all the lintel blessed,
And bless the hearth and bless the board and bless each place of rest,
And bless each door that opens wide to strangers as to kin,
And bless each crystal window pane that lets the starlight in,
And bless the rooftree overhead and every sturdy wall.
The peace of man. The peace of God. With peace and love for all.

-Irish Blessing

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Omorosa is a Clintonite

Stacey - you were right! She told me that it was embarrassing that Omorosa (from the Apprentice) was a political consultant -- for sure, she couldn't be a Republican with her snotty ways. And as usual, Stacey was right.

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FOUR GREEN FIELDS

"What did I have?" said the fine old woman
"What did I have?" this proud old woman did say
"I had four green fields, each one was a jewel
But strangers came and tried to take them from me
I had fine strong sons, they fought to save my jewels
They fought and died, and that was my grief" said she

"Long time ago" said the fine old woman
"Long time ago" this proud old woman did say
"There was war and death, plundering and pillage
My children starved by mountain valley and sea
And their wailing cries, they shook the very heavens
My four green fields ran red with their blood" said she

"What have I now?" said the fine old woman
"What have I now?" this proud old woman did say
"I have four green fields, one of them's in bondage
In stranger's hands, that tried to take it from me
But my sons have sons, as brave as were their fathers
My fourth green field will bloom once again" said she

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May your right hand always
Be stretched out in friendship
And never in want.

-Irish Blessing

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My Wild Irish Rose

If you'll listen, I'll sing you a sweet little song,
Of a flower that's now drooped and dead,
Yet dearer to me, yes, than all of its mates,
Tho' each holds aloft its proud head.
'Twas given to me by a girl that I know,
Since we've met, faith, I've known no repose,
She is dearer by far than the world's brightest star,
And I call her my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The dearest flow'r that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose.

They may sing of their roses which, by other names,
Would smell just as sweetly, they say,
But I know that my Rose would never consent
To have that sweet name taken away.
Her glances are shy when e'er I pass by
The bower, where my true love grows;
And my one wish has been that some day I may win
The heart of my wild Irish Rose.

My wild Irish Rose,
The sweetest flow'r that grows,
You may search ev'rywhere,
But none can compare
With my wild Irish Rose.
My wild Irish Rose,
The dearest flow'r that grows,
And some day for my sake,
She may let me take
The bloom from my wild Irish Rose.

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Here's to me, and here's to you,
And here's to love and laughter-
I'll be true as long as you,
And not one moment after.

Irish Toast

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The Rose of Tralee

The pale moon was rising above the green mountain
The sun was declining beneath the blue sea
When I strayed with my love to the pure crystal fountain
That stands in beautiful vale of Tralee.
She was lovely and fair as the rose of the summer
Yet, 'twas not her beauty alone that won me
Oh no! 'Twas the the truth in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.

The cool shades of evening their mantle were spreading
And Mary all smiling was listening to me
The moon through the valley her pale rays was shedding
When I won the heart of the Rose of Tralee.
Though lovely and fair as the rose of the summer
Yet, 'twas not her beauty alone that won me
Oh no! 'Twas the the truth in her eye ever beaming
That made me love Mary, the Rose of Tralee.

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Black Velvet Band

In a neat little town they call Belfast
Apprenticed to trade I was bound
And many an hour's sweet happiness
I spent in that neat little town.
Till bad misfortune came o'er me
That caused me to stray from the land
Far away from my friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band.

Chorus:
Her eyes they shone like the diamonds
You'd think she was queen of the land
And her hair hung over her shoulder
Tied up with a black velvet band.

Well, I was out strolling one evening
Not meaning to go very far
When I met with a pretty young damsel
Who was selling her trade in the bar.
When I watched, she took from a customer
And slipped it right into my hand
Then the Watch came and put me in prison
Bad luck to the black velvet band.

Next morning before judge and jury
For a trial I had to appear
And the judge, he said, "You young fellows...
The case against you is quite clear
And seven long years is your sentence
You're going to Van Dieman's Land
Far away from your friends and relations
To follow the black velvet band."

So come all you jolly young fellows
I'd have you take warning by me
Whenever you're out on the liquor, me lads,
Beware of the pretty colleen.
She'll fill you with whiskey and porter
Until you're not able to stand
And the very next thing that you'll know, me lads,
You're landed in Van Dieman's Land.

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Good Luck Charm

What a wild night! In a combo of anxiety and anticipation, we had been been on pins and needles all day. Finally it's 8:00 and we head over to the campaign headquarters to wait for the returns. We were feeling pretty good but extremely nervous.

The campaign didn't have a good system to keep the party guests informed about how it was going. There were half a dozen people crowded around the computer looking at the election sites, but for the 100 or so guests, at the initial snap, things looked pretty bleak. I had thought that Rico needed to be 20% ahead in the early absentees to win, and he was only up about 17% so we were still in the game, but I needed numbers. I started getting the info the old fashioned way - calling the registrar of voters and writing down the numbers on a napkin. Sacramento County contained 85% of the voters in the district, so I ignored the rest.

with 53/428 precincts reporting

Oller 39.2
Ose 35.9
Lungren 23.3

with 64/428 precincts reporting

Oller 39.1
Ose 35.7
Lungren 23.4

with 100/428

Oller 37.9
Ose 33.3
Lungren 27.1

Dan is sitting at the computer and I go up to him with my napkin -- Look we're closing the gap with less than 25% of the vote in. We're winning every precint. He takes my napkin and it takes me a half hour to get it back. ;^D

with 120/428

Oller 37.0
Ose 32.2
Lungren 29.1

then we passed Mary

with 152/428

Oller 36.1
Ose 30.6
Lungren 31.4

then we passed Rico

with 216/428

Oller 34.0
Ose 28.4
Lungren 35.8

Now we lead by almost 2,000 votes in Sacramento

with 264/428

Oller 33.1 --- 12,853
Ose 27.3 --- 10,602
Lungren 37.6 --- 14, 607

Now that we're in the lead, my napkin is very messy and there's no more room to write the numbers.

We ended up with
Oller 31.4 --- 18,348
Ose 24.7 --- 14,491
Lungren 42.0 --- 24,585

Dan's a big Elvis fan - so here's a song for him. He had all his good luck charms around last night ... his wonderful wife Bobbi, his son, daughters, daughter-in law and grandbaby, his brothers, sister, niece and nephew and many friends.

Good Luck Charm

Don’t want a four leaf clover
Don’t want an old horse shoe
Want your kiss ’cause I just can’t miss
With a good luck charm like you

Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight

Don’t want a silver dollar
Rabbit’s foot on a string
The happiness in your warm caress
No rabbit’s foot can bring

Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight

If I found a lucky penny
I’d toss it across the bay
Your love is worth all the gold on earth
No wonder that I say

Come on and be my little good luck charm
Uh-huh huh, you sweet delight
I want a good luck charm
A-hanging on my arm
To have, to have, to hold, to hold tonight