Never had a drink that I didn't like. Got a taste of you, threw up all night. (Day 104)

Happy St. Patrick's Day, kids.

Tonight seems to be pretty eventful for your boy, and I'm stoked as hell quite honestly.

I want to touch on something that I don't usually do.

I'm one of a few things. I'm an asshole; but I'm also half Hispanic and Irish (The latter is redundant with the asshole part.) Both of those origins have had a history of having it more than rough in the good old Los Estados Unidos, as well as their homelands.

My estranged father, whom I've never met, was a Hispanic man. My mother...not so much.

While my family doesn't necessarily partake in any sort of culture outside of the families, one of the traditions we have is steeped in the American Irish heritage (different from domestic Irish culture, which is good...I don't eat no hog) of a meal (corned beef and cabbage).

I realize that today is much more than just green beer and four leaf clovers, but far be it from the Irish in me to turn away that Americanization. I mean, I do live here...

But also living in the southwest of America, we do partake in quite our fair share of Mexican food. Burritos, enchiladas, sopapillia, fideos, tamales, caldo de pollo, romeritos (love) and the awesome quesadilla.

The point of this isn't to read out like a Mexican Food stands menu (If you're ever in Arizona, I demand you find a Nico's or Filabertos. You can thank me in the form of a pollo asada burrito.) Rather it's to point out how much impact certian cuisines have on all of our Western Cultures, be they Chinese, Korean, Italian, Irish, Mexican, German or other.

When they are localized, especially here in America, a lot of the time people don't even give a second thought to what went into putting that food in their shopping cart at the market, just as long as it was cheap.

And in America, despite your opinions on illegal immigration, a healthy majority of the percentage of that food comes from the picking hands of migrant workers. The nuts, the fruits, the delicious vegetables. A lot of the time they hardly ever approach minimum wage, work in terrible conditions; health coverage is unheard of. While these immigrants came to America in search of a better life for their families and thereselves, they choose this line of work because it's a job Americans, at least most of them, refuse to do.

Now, I realize what I'm saying isn't exactly groundbreaking, but I want to bring more attention to the fact that they take the bullet for their families to improve their future generations of their lineage. That's love. Pure and true love.

But if they get injured in those dangerous conditions, or run into hardships, it can spell curtains.

But because the pay is so poor, you just can't get ahead of that, and eventually schooling no longer becomes an option, and some of the most liberal orginizations won't touch this issue on a drunken dare.

That's where Harvest of Hope, a truly tremendous and wonderful orginization comes in. 90 cents of every dollar they raise goes directly towards aide. It aides the migrant farm workers with emergency help for medical, trasnportation, and even sets up scholarship funds for the children of these farmers.

Because we live in America, most of our holidays are feast holidays. In that regard, these people have their work cut out for them, often times 14 hours a day so we can make damn sure that turkey have stuffing, and those sweet potatoes have marshmallows on them.

I just hope you check the site out, maybe toss a few dollars if you can or forward the site to someone who may. I don't normally do things like this because I don't want to be a person who just has all these causes and don't even know what it is I'm suggesting people support, nor do I want to be that kind of person who tries to make you feel guilty. Especially now, with money being tight everywhere.

But in keeping with the theme of this blog, and more specifically this post, theres one more orginization I want to shed light on as well, as these two aren't usually well known. It's called the Icarus Project, and it's something I wholeheartedly love. Plus they throw kickass shows.

It delves more into cultiviating the creativity as well as drawing attention to people who suffer from mental afflictions. Most of the highest regarded thinkers, artists and creators of history suffered from some sort of mental afflication. One of the most notorious culprits of this is manic depression and bi-polar disorder.

So it's a cool site to kind of just go through and see what it's all about. They have a different approach, and I think it's a little bit more real than most orginizations.

So that's all on the PSA front. Go out, get drunk, wear condoms, dress in green, drink green beer and have fun.

-Until tomorrow.