In Which I Apologize in Advance and Offer Placatory Gifts

So, being a creative-ish person, I'm trying to establish an aesthetic theory of sorts to guide my own explorations of art.  This flailing leads to many overblown, turgid, and self-indulgent rants, midnight musings, and self-indulgent panegyrics against (among others) Marcel Duchamp, Jean-Paul Sartre, and (depending on how contrary he's being; I turned red and white by turns while reading An Experiment in Criticism) C. S. Lewis.

I'm going to inflict none of this on you, my noble readers.  The purpose of this blog is, then, threefold:
1) To list out and identify things that I enjoy as an aid to the abovementioned efforts
2) To allow likeminded people to enjoy my exaltation of stuff they like, as well as maybe hooking them up with stuff they didn't know they liked, and
3) To give people joy as they laugh at my efforts at expressing my enthusiasms.

Please do give it a look, and feel free to be scathingly criticial, openly dismissive, or embarrassingly effusive, as the mood takes you.

In honor of St. Patrick's Day, then, I offer these first items of things that soothe my irate id's hunger for aesthetic gratification (see title):

This Song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lFDHUNtTS7k
Most reflective example of a song about a drunken one-night stand I've ever heard. And it's Irish!

This Statue: http://www.indymedia.ie/attachments/aug2005/c_chulainn_small.jpg
Cuchulainn, a legendary Irish hero, dying.  He strapped himself to a post so that he would die upright like a proper warrior.  Because he's awesome like that.

This Brewpub: http://www.iceharbor.com/
They brew their own root beer; as a minor I grew quite familiar with it (it's good).  They also serve cheese fries that you would sell your cousin for.  Finally, they're located in what used to be a big industrial railroad building and their decor is fantastic; they really embraced the historicity of the building and made it rugged, gorgeous, and a little bit punky (and smelling gently of beer).  "Industrial chic," as I like to call it.  Not that you can tell from the website, but if you're ever in the neighborhood you should visit it.

Also, drinking is very, very Irish.