Monday, March 17, 2008

It's a fine green day

Well, now. I had forgotten that today is Saint Patrick's Day until some friends sent me an e-card, noting that on March 17th . . everyone is Irish.

I was particularly pleased because the automated card culminated in a big pint of Guiness Stout.

Once upon a time, back in another city, when I was working for a radio station, I went to a true Irish pub on Saint Patrick's Day. The owners had removed every stick of furniture from the pub and covered the floor with thick rubber matting. They posted a policeman at the door so that once the pub reached its posted maximum occupancy no one could enter until someone left.

And the Guiness began to flow.

I was calling my radio station throughout the afternoon and doing live reports on the activities from the pub. Of course, I had to indulge in a wee drop of the brew. Every once in awhile. As the afternoon wore on, my reports became . . . . more fluid. I'd like to tell you how it all ended but for some strange reason, I can't remember. So I'll just leave you with this final thought:

One correction for true lovers of that dark Irish stout. The correct brand name is Guinness. I lost an "n" somewhere in that mad crowd back years ago.


Kitty said...

I had a cat called Guinness - he had a temperamental Celtic nature, so he was well named.

Happy St Pat's day to you. x

Catalyst said...

And the same to you and to the memory of your Irish kitty, Kitty.

Mike said...

Well I guess I'll have to miss the celebrations this year. But I'm hoping for a better next year.

Granny J said...

Why limit the Guinness to St. Pat's?

Catalyst said...

Mike - Next year it is, pal.

Granny J - Now, my fair colleen, did I say anything at all about limiting it?

meggie said...

I dislike beer, but I do like Guinness. Only the one, mind.
I like my feet to remain under me!

Catalyst said...

Meggie - My comment: No Comment!