I had my O’Bama (it’s great to be Irish) Tshirt on yesterday as I celebrated the Feast day of St. Patrick by tucking into a feast of pints.
To day I am promoting abstinence and remorse, and avowing never to sup the devil’s soup again.
Bleugh, I’m getting old. I now find St Patrick’s day to be as depressingly tacky as Christmas.
Another sort of “fun” thing from the Obamas…
Barack’s March Madness bracket, hosted on whitehouse.gov noless!
Hahaha, I love it! Now that’s fun and lighthearted, something the White House needs. Now I’m eager to see what else they do. Easter’s gonna be a blast there, I’m betting.
I harbored a similar sentiment until seeing it in person. My reaction was: “Wow! Now that’s a green river!” It was very impressive. I usually describe it as “neon green”.
My mother was, when she toured Europe back in the fifties. “Brown! And it smelled awful!”
Oh, and Broomstick, when I had to mix some microscopy stains many years ago I found that lots of the dyes were one color in powder form and quite another in solution. Methylene blue, if my memory serves, is a metallic green powder.
I should go downtown to see the color one of these days. Too late this year.
I hope they’ve cleaned up the Danube in recent years!
Regarding color-changing things, that always amazed me when I took ceramics as part of art class in school. You’d put the piece in the kiln as one color, and it’d come out a completely different color.
I remember one year I saw the boat dumping the dye into the river. That was cool to watch: the wake was a mix of bright green and mud brown. The boat went up and down the river, in front of the Wrigley building. It was a lot like adding melted chocolate to a white cake mix…
I wonder how long the fountain will be green?
Sacrilege! More of that talk and we’ll revoke your card Sonny Jim. 
Unless Dave Matthews is in town, of course.
True - I went on the architectural society’s boat tour and they cautioned against looking up when we went under bridges. 