Doing battle with daily dragons

Thursday, March 17, 2005


So, it’s St. Patrick’s Day.

Bit of a funny one, this holiday. The celebrations traditionally associated with the day of Ireland’s patron saint seem to have little to do with his accomplishments. I’d like someone to show me the illuminated manuscript that tells of the sacred downing of the liquid tar. Perhaps the sacred weeing in the alley behind the pub? Or even the holy act of copious regurgitation?

And lo, Saint Patric did sey unto hys mates,
“Thys round’s on me, lads.”