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Thursday, March 17, 2011

Happy St. Patrick's Day, Darling! Here, Have a Potato!

St. Patrick's Day- where the rivers are green, McDonald's further pollutes the river with its' godawful Shamrock Shake (I'm a snot, and a traditionalist... a real milkshake is NOT from McDonalds!) Where the green beer flows like a river, and it's another excuse to party (Remember Patrick IS a Catholic saint and this is Lent, aight? So that the holiday becomes "Mardis Gras Part Deux).
So, historical background:
St. Patrick was taken to Ireland as a slave at 16. He escaped 6 years later, and then went back to Ireland after studying for the priesthood. Two letters of his survive to this day.

So, we celebrate a slave-turned-bishop with a redux of Mardis Gras? Have a few brewskis, sure... it's a Thursday though, maybe you shouldn't spend Friday with a hangover?
Time to pinch those not wearing green- never fails, I get goosed at least 5 times on St. Patrick's Day, but green has never been a huge part of my wardrobe. I've taken to slightly lowering a waist band to show green panties. If they're going to goose, I might as well tease.

Celebrate the history and culture of Ireland, although torn by religion and war, and anger--- and perhaps hope for the peace symbolized by the white between the green and gold on the flag?
Is it an insult that we think of Patrick with potatoes and shamrocks (Don't blame me, blame 1-800-Flowers!)
and alcohol?
Eh, the hell with it. Have some flowers.
Happy St. Patricks Day! Slainte!

Somewhere, you know there's a few Irish people snorting at this.
To end this, how about some equal-opportunity offending?
Much as I like the older U2--- Pride being a favorite song- Bono certainly has his head up his behind.
What's the difference between God and Bono? God doesn't walk down the street thinking he's Bono.

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