Kiss me, I'm Dave
I can trace my lineage pretty far back- very far, in my opinion. One of the many, many branches of my family tree touches down in Ireland AKA the Emerald Isle. Of course, the many, many branches also touch on Scotland, England, France, Germany, and Holland. I should also mention that there's a little Native American dashed into the Dave recipe, too. I imagine that's where I get my internationally famous eyebrows from.
Today is, as I'm sure you all know, St. Patrick's Day. The Chicago River is green today, although I have not seen it yet, as I took a cab at 4:30 to work this morning so that I could relieve our afternoon guy who was working a double. While I may be, amongst several other things, Irish, one thing I am most certainly not is Catholic. So, instead of answering over and over the question that is always asked of a beer-swilling, kilt-wearing, sketch-drinking man: what are you doing for St. Patrick's day?The answer is nothing.
I avoid going out on certain holidays: Mardi Gras, St. Patrick's Day and New Year's Eve. Those are the big-drinking holidays that everyone seems to love, and I cannot be troubled with amateurs. Well, that, and I would certainly look like a hyprocrite if I refuse to celebrate Valentine's day because of my anti-catholic sentiments and not follow through with St. Pat's, right?
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what does valentine's day have to do with catholicism?
oh nevermind i just looked it up. but apparently the catholic church took it off the records in 1969. i think this is a more valid reason to refuse to acknowledge valentine's day: "The roots of St. Valentine's Day lie in the ancient Roman festival of Lupercalia, which was celebrated on Feb. 15. For 800 years the Romans had dedicated this day to the god Lupercus. On Lupercalia, a young man would draw the name of a young woman in a lottery and would then keep the woman as a sexual companion for the year."
I drink every other day of the year, so I'm taking the day off on St. Patricks (that, and I already went to the pub for lunch and had two pints of Kilkenny, but really, I'm going directly home after work).
Um, you don't out on New Year's Eve? Damn; then where is it that I recognize that kilt from? Must've been halucinating some other Logan's Dave...
Don't ever be Irish, darlin'. Please.
Ceerock: St. Valentine was also a pedofile, so I've read. I knew about Lupercalia, but didn't know about the lottery. Imagine what high school would have been like with that kind of system. Just plain wrong.
Maria: Two pints at lunch? I would have loved that today- loved that. Although, I'm certain I'd be asleep at my desk by now. Oh, right. I already am basically sleeping at my desk.
Sass: I don't really call an intimate party going out, but thank you again for being my date!
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