It is Tuesday, but I prefer not to think of myself as fat. I prefer to think of myself as big boned. Yeah, that’s it. I’ve got huge bones, oddly located beneath my belly button. (Mind out of the gutter, people.)
Okay, so today is the last day to party like rock stars until Easter. And no one parties heartier than I. Okay, some people do, but they can stay awake past 9PM. (I always try to stay awake at least until 9PM. It makes me feel so urbane.) And it’s hard to ruminate about Trixie without thinking “party animal”. Throw in Max, Ralph and Spike and you can tell we have got quite a little fête happening here. (Richard opted out – he’s teaching a class at CGCC).
Many of the festivities of Mardi Gras are based on pagan celebrations. Let’s face it, pagans have more fun. (Imagine if you were blond and pagan – talk about having more fun!) Non-pagans just have trouble with the idea of enjoying themselves. When the early non-pagans got a hold of the holiday, they tried to replace the alcohol consumption with pancake consumption. Okay, at your left hand you have a stack of pancakes with maple syrup and at your right hand you have a six-pack of Black Butte Porter. Hmmm, which do you consume? Decisions, decisions. I suppose you could be a paganistic non-pagan and eat the cakes and down the suds, but I’m not sure about porter and syrup mixing well. There may be a cultural clash involved.
Okay, so today is the last day to party like rock stars until Easter. And no one parties heartier than I. Okay, some people do, but they can stay awake past 9PM. (I always try to stay awake at least until 9PM. It makes me feel so urbane.) And it’s hard to ruminate about Trixie without thinking “party animal”. Throw in Max, Ralph and Spike and you can tell we have got quite a little fête happening here. (Richard opted out – he’s teaching a class at CGCC).
Many of the festivities of Mardi Gras are based on pagan celebrations. Let’s face it, pagans have more fun. (Imagine if you were blond and pagan – talk about having more fun!) Non-pagans just have trouble with the idea of enjoying themselves. When the early non-pagans got a hold of the holiday, they tried to replace the alcohol consumption with pancake consumption. Okay, at your left hand you have a stack of pancakes with maple syrup and at your right hand you have a six-pack of Black Butte Porter. Hmmm, which do you consume? Decisions, decisions. I suppose you could be a paganistic non-pagan and eat the cakes and down the suds, but I’m not sure about porter and syrup mixing well. There may be a cultural clash involved.
Yeah, its a righteous party around the ol' homestead tonight! Not a pagan among them. I tell you, the snoring is deafening.
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