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Now that St. Patrick’s Day is in the books, we will acquaint you with more history from the plat books. There’s more to the story than that published in a post a few stories below. Erin Prairie is more than 15 percent Irish and it shows, as the two town staples, the Catholic church and the longtime Irish pub that has fed off it for patronage, have been around since the platting of the area often called Jewitt Mills — fittingly named as you will see — one of the first such efforts in Wisconsin, though on its west end.

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The little town of Erin Prairie is as Irish as the Midwest gets, with those two Wisconsin staples making up […]

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Irish eyes are smiling and they produced sun on this pre-St. Patrick’s Day, even if we had to wait till past high noon to get the gloom to rise away. (As I write this in the a.m. of The Day itself, there are leprechauns blowing in the wind.) So it became there as gold for the St. Paul parade, co-hosted by my new labor of love, in this wee-bit sponsored content, the Irish Gazette, with which I am crossmarketing, so see more there and in their online version too. Blatant plug. They were lumenaries at the parade attended by many thousands, but wait, there’s more … You can continue to get your Irish on.

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What, it’s not quite St. Paddy’s Day yet?!? The Irish are already out and about, green garb and red hair

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These jokes involving St. Patrick’s Day (see what was inside) go beyond four-letter words. Up it by 50 percent and you get past five to six letters, like Nikki Sixx, and is he Irish like Van Morrison? But as far as its parades, that are so populated that you can’t find the pavement beneath the very many people, they run east from the Dakotas, to Minnesota, to Wisconsin. Here is the rest of the story, and where to find even more!

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I will now offer a running or should I say marching joke of more than, see the headline of the

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Gee, if you go by McGee, what you can find running up and down the likes of County G. Gold on St. Pat’s Day, to color your world, at the end of such south-to-north rainbows. McCabe’s in New Richmond passes muster as the perrenial parade hosts, and you can search for a wee bit more than 46 and 2 leprechauns in River Falls. Music too, for fans of bands from Irish to U2 to Tool, and back. (Inside, to raise your ire, matching bad dad humor — like rap? not rad? on Mr. (Top)Hat-Shamrock? — and word-length-play.)

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In both River Falls and New Richmond, although 20 miles apart south to north, as you well know, the many

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Catholic church and the stateland of Ireland. At an area pub where its all come together. And thus its been together, right here in The States. As in very rural — potato farming? — Erin Prairie population and its almost 20 percent Irishmen and women. As there is less then a mile between the church and the Irish tavern, the two biggest and mainly only things in town — so you can’t say it ain’t quaint — and they hold all the sway.

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The town is like a more than wee bit of Ireland, when counting its population percentages, in the midst of

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Do we really want to welcome them? To The Jungle? Hey, why not? What would Lady Liberty, or Gaga, say and sing, and see and hear … and justice for all? We all need a cohesive but flexible plan — as whole communities working together and not reliant on government policy — for welcoming people from Mexico, Ukraine, Israel and yes even Gaza, and beyond. Laws and wars have not worked, so let them come here and work, as that’s one of the things they do, and do it well. There can be ways to use that. And accomplish that. Ideas follow …

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We have seen a complete absence of workable policy solutions for the Mexican border crisis, so how is this for

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There’s a month-long burger bonanza brewing, of many melts that will flay away the last frostiness and be paired with the ice-cold craft beers of host venue Hop N Barrel. Tips come from a man who won a couple of their prior contests, much similar but with different themes, using the likes of frilly cupcakes and fine soap decore! (With an update of this post to follow, on how even if not yet The Luck Of The Irish, you can get lucky with music this weekend … even if not seeing a celeb blossom from the bunker! And I’d like your uptake on my another, just added update.)

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Where there is a burger, especially if there are close to a dozen burgeoning, there is a battle. And though

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Roses are red, violets are — well they’re violet — but you need not be blue, or Heaven help us violent, if you still need some V-Day nachos, calamari tacos or brick-oven pizza, since nothing says love like Pisces and pie. As this is not the land of the ‘aints and ‘ions, as the Super Bowl is past and passe, even if a tall Detroit flag remains on his pole. Can still get that pizza though, if not Chicago style, as THOSE Bears are on the other end of the Black and Blue.

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Rounds of roses are wonderful — and the color chosen will tell what your luck might be even prior to

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Zero is the worst zonk of puns, but here we go, as this $1.00 or free — but not frozen as in fixed-in-place — festivity figure is everywhere. Opening and bar-closing bartimes, for holidays included, end in double zeros, regarding the oh-so-cold poured from your 99-percent-reliability tap-hose. So now, zero in on some really bad wordplay zingers … And 99, one short, can be fine too, or at least play into the joke … Which continues on the zero tolerance theme, such as in use word-wise of the term of the day, Super Bowl.

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The best price is, of course, zero, as is zilch. Or as this is not zero tolerance, at least with

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