It is St Patrick’s day. What I SHOULD be doing is jumping on the train into Tokyo, and then drinking pint after pint of Cafferey’s ( Never have been much of a Guinness fan-it is just too heavy; but I do like a good Black and Tan.). I’ve celebrated St Patty’s day in Singapore, and in Korea-but for some reason I could never get to a celebration in Tokyo. ( I did go to a blow out at the Atsugi O’club once-does that count?).
Which makes it all the more tragic that I am cooking chicken and potatoes, salad, and drinking Sam Adams beer. And that will be the extent of my revelry for the evening. I will of course greet the S.O. later with traditional greeting of the day. I’m not optimistic about my chances for success though.
I’ve always found my enthusiasm for this particular day hard to reconcile with my personal beliefs-which are that 26+6=1. 1 part of the United Kingdom of Great Britain that is.
Complete and total rubbish!
I will of course, watch The Quiet Man-its one of my favorite movies. But that still does not mean it makes any sense for Ireland not to be a part of the British Isles. I realize among westerners that is not a popular viewpoint. Having romanticized the struggle to be independent of the British over the years. Big deal-its still all terrorism if you ask me. Britain and Ireland would be a lot stronger though if the British Isles were one political entity. Then again, I’m something of a romantic. In my perfect world. the world map would look something like this.
Since its not-I’ve got a reason to drink tonight.
