It’s Fat Tuesday (Mardi Gras) today and then comes the obligations to demonstrate your love – or not – at your peril the next day. There will be a lot of love and STD sharing at Mardi Gras (I’m not calling it an orgy) and I doubt that they’ll store it up for St. Valentine’s Day on Love Wednesday.
Maybe it would be more efficient to simply take the week off work, ignore the Winter Olympics, and celebrate Mardi Gras, St. Valentine’s Day, the Lunar New Year and the President’s Day bank holiday in one long extravaganza. I’m sure that you take my point. Business can extend their President’s Day sales. I don’t shop on those holidays personally, but we can make it a win-win for those who do. Greeting cards can say, “Happy Love Festival Week”.
I have never understood St. Valentine’s Day. Maybe this graphic (above) will shed some light on it for you. Maybe not. Candy is dandy but liquor works quicker. That’s all the advice that I have for you.
And then we have the Year of the Dog, being ushered in two days later. Coincidence? I doubt it, but for you dog lovers, it’s yet one more reason for a parade.
Are we going to do parades in America anymore or have they been proclaimed (by whomever) to be politically incorrect? Has anyone broken the news to the people in New Orleans?
Irrespective of America’s new found hatred of parades, there will be celebrations in China and throughout Asia to usher in the Year of the Dog. They will have parades, burn “hell money” in the whole day-of-the-dead meets the dog year thing.
Those of you who who want to combine St. Valentine’s Day and the Year of the Dog can do it doggy-style, in honor of both. What better way to combine the two? Maybe light off some fireworks while you’re at it – if you don’t have fireworks, create your own.
What will I be doing to celebrate? Nothing – just working, trying to earn another crust of bread to stave off the cold, the coyotes, the buzzards, the tax collectors (but I repeat myself), etc. With all the love and parties, nobody will have the strength remaining to enjoy President’s Day.
Larry, you bundle of fluffy romance, you!
If you don’t send me a bouquet of margaritas I will be most put out.
Now then, onto Chinese New Year. I’ll have you know that the Chinese call it, "Year of the brown dog”. Racist! Outrageous.
The brown dog.. I wonder, is this in direct opposition to The White Wolf? As your number one ally, I thought it prudent to check on your behalf. On the contrary, LL, I think that this year could be very beneficial to you and quite astonishingly, you seem to have perceived this subliminally. I knew you were smart.
This year is specifically related to land and real estate. Oh yes. Let The WW Mine be the new shining temple to the world! Mountains over mountains!
It also relates strongly to spirituality and religion. This could be good or bad depending on which ideology the majority succumb to.
Also, a mountain can be an obstacle so make sure you give your contractors a wave of your axe and a mean stare lest they should bog you down with third phase issues. Be ever vigilant, my friend. And remember, a mountain can seem stubborn and conservative so be mindful of this. Not that anyone would ever call you those two things, Larry, and if they do you just tell me and I’ll sort ‘em out.
Dog hour is between the hours of 7pm – 9 pm which is rather fortuitous as that’s exactly the time the ne’er do-wells meet at the park to go dogging in my country. Wisdom would suggest you stay in during these hours if you wish to retain your unsullied status.
A final note: It is the year of ripening fruit that must be quickly picked to prevent rotting. Take what you will from that parable but I’m going along the lines of “Make yourself a smashing gin cocktail” and, since you mentioned it, and it is soon to be Valentines Day, I leave you with this fabulous recipe:
The French 69 – For Love and victory.
69ml Champagne (or sparkling wine)
30ml Old Raj gin
15ml elderflower liqueur
15ml lemon juice
lemon twist garnish
Combine gin, elderflower liqueur and lemon juice in a shaker with ice. Shake well and strain into a chilled flute. Top with Champagne and garnish with a lemon twist and a salacious smile. Chin chin!
Wow.
I knew that you were connected to the astral plane, but this is fantastic (not the racist part – but we know that white wolves are racist, and all other colors of K-9's are not). So what you're telling me is that the Year of the Dog might be good or bad for me depending on how I look at it. But it's better with a gin fizzzz?
Yeah, that 'thing' with St. Valentine always confused me too…
Do you have any predictions for the Year of the (brown) Dog? …other than the obvious fact that Koreans will eat it if they can catch it? News at the Olympics is that a Canadian saved two hounds from being killed, gutted, skinned and BBQ'd, then fed to hungry Koreans. Lucky year for THOSE dogs.
America may have a hatred for parades, but the LGBT's love them, especially the NAMBLA freaks.
I was just about to give a hearty thumbs up to Djinn Fizz but you beat me to it.
Lock her up. (the Djinn, not Jules)
Blue Pancake Supper's pretty confused about Valentine's Day too, but then again he's been "done." Does that make him the K-9 "A" at the end of LGBTQA?
He looked pretty offended when I asked him.
Madie Gras, dogs, and chocolates all in one week! YaHoo… Let the saints beware!
Black Lives Matter, the LGBTQ community and NAMBLA may need to curtail parades now that they're no longer politically correct.
I think that you're getting into the don't ask/don't tell arena, however if you bought him a fried cherry pie as a sop on Valentine's Day, I'm sure that he'd feel better about his status. A fried pie lifts the spirits of all.
Busy week for parties!
I find it odd that Hillary didn't come to Texas on her why-I-lost book tour. They may have locked her up for some or other high crime or misdemeanor?
Bingo, sir! When is it not?
I wouldn't mind one myself, LL, come to think of it.
Did you employ a Feng shui master along with the kitchen consultant for the mountain fortress, excuse me, mountain palace?
You owe it to yourself.
I am my own Feng shui master, though one is hardly needed for a hovel/shack. Seriously, I was so immersed in Asian culture for a lot of my life that I have a fairly good grasp. I have stories that I could tell. But won't. Never the less, we are building on the dragon's back. My birth was in the year of the Wood Sheep and the containing note is 'gold in mine'. Seriously. Yes, it would be better if they had a wolf year, but the closest it gets is the dog.
have some chocolate anyway! LOl G-d bless and keep up the great work:)
Yes – lets hear it for a late snow storm starting tonight and continuing tomorrow possibly messing up my Wed plans for Weight Watchers meeting, history club, and Mass with the imposition of ashes. I guess I can stay home and drown myself in French 69's.
I like semi-sweet chips in my cookie. And then a cold milk chaser.
Love can bloom in a cabin in the far north woods as the snow falls.
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