Some good news. And I can't believe that I failed to mention my St. Patrick's Day fun. Not only did I get to share corned beef with my darlings (mother and other), but I also rode in a St. Patrick's Day parade for the first time ever. Sort of! I rode in the cab of the truck which sailed along carrying Atlantic Highlands councilmen Lou Fligor, Kim Spatola, Carl Nolan and Pete Doyle. I also saw -- and heard -- the most bagpipers I've heard since I attended the Nova Scotia Tattoo. Happy belated St. Patrick's Day!

Feed my blog! I, of course, failed to mention a Southeastern Pennsylvania political event I attended recently: the March 15 Swann/Matthews reception in West Conshohocken. A number of Montco regulars were among the more-than-respectably-sized crowd that swarmed the candidates. I even asked for a grip & grin with the candidate. I'll freely admit he looks better than I. He also comes across as a soft-spoken guy who can get his message across. I continue to like him as a candidate, and I'm sure he's got what it takes to be an excellent governor. And, those of you who read me who also pray, please say a quick one for me. I've been looking for work since November, and have been out of work since just before my birthday. I'm getting a fair number of interviews: What I need is to seal the deal with someone. If I'm lucky I'll get benefits, but what I really need to do is to contribute to this marvelous American marketplace and to bring in some money.

If there's a more perfect love poem than this, I have yet to read it -- or write it.

fwiw