Tomorrow is the day when we celebrate Green. We call it St. Patrick’s Day, but nobody really knows why. We also eat corned beef and cabbage, but nobody really knows why. We also put food coloring into perfectly yellow eggs, again, nobody knows why.
Disclaimer: Before I enlighten you about St. Patrick, I should disclose that I am not Catholic, and do not recognize “Saints” – other than those we see every Sunday – they are identifiable because they arrive on time. While this may come as a shock to many of you who are not careful readers, I am, in fact, Mormon.
This is St. Patrick:
He lived in the British Isles in the 4th Century A.D. blah, blah, blah. Patron Saint blah, blah, blah. Snakes, blah, blah, blah.
This is his cool dog:
We don’t know much about him, but he looks like he is part poodle.
(Westiepoo? Schnoodle?)
These are some of the things that he apparently invented:
Green Bowling Balls. Before the 4th Century A.D. they were all black and hand-carved.
Sweet Vans – think Irish Spicoli
Shillelagh
(Yes I had to look it up shillelagh. I have never typed that word before in my life.)
Now that you are informed and better prepared to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day tomorrow without Guiness, remember these three things:
1) Do not pinch me. If you pinch me for not wearing green, I will pinch you back and it will be black and blue. I don’t play fair.
2) Do not feed me green eggs and ham. Especially when the ham looks like zucchini.
3) Increase your chlorine as the weather warms up if you are a pool owner. Algae can take over quickly.
You are very welcome. Just doing my part.
I didn’t even know he had a dog! And that they had such clear photos of him.
This post was funny. Made me laugh. And I’m not just saying that.
It appears his dog is a Soft Coated Wheaton Terrier, an Irish dog to boot!
It makes sense there is a holiday just about him just because of the green bowling ball!