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I flew to San Francisco early yesterday evening for some meetings over the next couple of days, and here I am working on a presentation when I realized what day it is. I did not plan to stay at a place that would celebrate St. Patrick’s Day for me, but I certainly do appreciate the hospitality. I didn’t pack anything green so I may have to drape that throw over my shoulders as I stand in front of a screen in a conference room. Like a granny. A granny who isn’t getting pinched.