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17 March 2006 @ 06:20 pm
St. Patrick's Day  
The geese have returned (their natural season timing thrown off by the two-faced whore that is March), and are digging through the snow to eat the (still remarkably) green grass in front of my work. They are still remarkably well-fed, which is to say that they have become so immensely big that they act like Americans wherever they go. This means that it is "goose crossing" season throughout the North Metro - cars coming to a dead stop as a goose waddles its ass across a four-lane highway. They seem to have developed an "I'm walking here" call - which is used almost exclusively at cars - for precisely this purpose.

But enough about geese. I was looking forward making potatoes and cabbage this evening (I'm not particularly fond of getting hammered with green liquid). In a coincidental twist of fate, there is a mini-potato famine in the sack where my once unspoiled russets resided. That plan has just been sacked.

The only thing that would make this day more cru-ell would be if the "Reptile Diaspora" decided to return to Ireland in a winged flying machine.
 
 
 
Stable Strangelet: stancuthalion on March 18th, 2006 12:52 am (UTC)
nice icon.

Wanna buy some insurance or a boat or something?
Epic Dudemorecake on March 18th, 2006 01:16 pm (UTC)
The green beer thing always confuses me until I remember that most American beer is like making love in a canoe, and therefore a suitably light colour to be dyed easily. I went to a pub a ridiculous length from my house and had two pints of acceptable, beer coloured beer, but that was more because it was Friday than any mythical Irish connection.
Hoc Est Qui Sumusdiscoflamingo on March 20th, 2006 06:03 am (UTC)
I learned at an early age that most American beer isn't worth spitting in, but is acceptable to cook with. Like a $4 bottle of wine you don't mind marinating something in, because you don't really want to drink it.

Personally, I'm a Pilsner Urqell fiend (my favorite Czech beer), with the occasional hankering for Blue Moon or Guinness.
Epic Dudemorecake on March 22nd, 2006 01:18 pm (UTC)
But! Since cooking with wine / beer will concentrate the flavour it already has, you should never cook with anything you wouldn't want to drink. As for beer, I sit here idly in a town with at least two of it's own microbreweries and more real ales on tap than you could shake a stick at. Muwahahahahaha! :-P
prof_vencireprof_vencire on March 18th, 2006 11:43 pm (UTC)
I get it!
HAHAHAHA! SACKED! HAHAHAHA! Taters! Sacked! Hooo
beltramgregor on March 20th, 2006 01:30 pm (UTC)
You know of course that the geese never left my neck of town. They just sat quietly on the river which basically hasn't frozen all winter. They leave pretty green poop all over the walking paths to school. Oh, and they hiss at you when you come to close.