Greener

St. Patrick's Day on a Saturday.  Lordy.

Drunk. Drunker. Drunkiest.

I can safely say I've never participated in any festivities for this day.  Unless they are vegetables, I rarely eat green food, and I certainly don't drink green beverages.

You even saw, I don't eat the green jellybeans and there is some nonsense about green M&Ms that seems so fricking stupid, I don't even know what the urban myth truly is.  Something about making someone horny - yeah, because a stiff breeze doesn't do that to every guy over the age of 11.

Allegedly, Cleveland will have 416,000 people watching the parade today - the most ever, because it is a Saturday and most AA meetings aren't taking place.  So besides the drone of bagpipes, the instrument would most make want to be deaf, the streets will run with a river of green vomit.

Coming from someone who was a big fan of abusing alcohol, this is one "holiday"I do not understand. I never tried to drink to excess - well, where you'd actually be sick. But I've seen these people who seem to make it a personal goal.

I certainly do not understand what makes this day a drinking day.  What about the driving of snakes from Ireland - which is just a downright fallacy -  turns into a day to kill your liver?

I'm sure there are Wiki entries on the how this day came to be, but I really don't care all that much.  I really just needed to use my image of green Hostess Sno-Balls

You won't see me anywhere near downtown - for oh so many reasons.  But if you partake, enjoy.



Song by:  Lori Carson