Like a phoenix rising from the ashes–or a stage rising from a skating rink, I guess–the Terrace Stage of the Kansas City Irish Fest is taking shape this afternoon just below where I now sit. Which can only mean that the 2010 festival is nearing. Just 129 days to go, which is the upper limit of the gestation period of a squealing baby piglet.
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Oink, oink! I can't wait!
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