The green SwissStop brake pads, that is. I’ll wear me Bog Trotters jersey as well. And a happy St.Patrick’s day to ye.
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The green SwissStop brake pads, that is. I’ll wear me Bog Trotters jersey as well. And a happy St.Patrick’s day to ye.
Tags: St. Patrick's Day
March 17, 2019 at 11:17 am |
Have a great Ethnic Celebration!
March 17, 2019 at 4:18 pm |
Hard to pick my favorite totally authentic and traditional holiday. Erin Go Bud? Cinco de Miller?
March 17, 2019 at 12:18 pm |
Paul sure makes some nice bits and pieces. Happy St. Paddy’s day to yous gals and guys.
March 17, 2019 at 2:30 pm |
They do indeed. I wish SwissStop still made those pads. I should’ve bought a bushel of ’em.
March 17, 2019 at 12:19 pm |
New Mexico cyclists, bend over, ‘cuz here it comes again. HB 192, the five foot passing bill, was amended at the last minute to include a sidepath bicycling requirement.
https://labikes.blogspot.com/2019/03/beware-of-what-you-wish-for-you-might.html
March 17, 2019 at 2:28 pm |
Well, goddamnit, that’s disappointing. I’d have settled for three feet and no sidepath requirement. But that’s just me being me again. Good on Jennifer for urging the veto.
March 17, 2019 at 2:08 pm |
Well I swilled me some Guinness, tucked into a corned beef samich and wore a green jacket to go pick up the victuals. So I did my part for St. Paddy’s Day. Snowing (again) so bikes will remain holstered. But once a nap is achieved there could be a session on the (shudder) wind trainer.
March 17, 2019 at 2:33 pm |
Good man y’self. I’ve been listening to Planxty and The Chieftains, and will brew up a tureen of green chile stew here directly.
St. Patrick was actually Quetzalcoatl, y’know. That’s why he ran all the snakes out of Ireland. The Feathered Serpent didn’t want any competition.
March 17, 2019 at 4:20 pm |
I heard his other two miracles were card tricks.
March 17, 2019 at 4:36 pm |
And the first was convincing Holy Mother Church (and the rest of us, bedad!) that he was Irish.
March 17, 2019 at 5:38 pm |
I’d pay a dollar to see him banish a 6 foot western diamondback.
March 17, 2019 at 5:36 pm |
Happy St. Patrick’s Day to all. Listening to The Thistle and Shamrock radio program (thistleradio.com Fiona Ritchie’s site) on my local NPR station.
March 17, 2019 at 6:14 pm |
They used to have a huge Celtic deal on weekends at KRCC in Bibleburg, and Fiona Ritchie’s “Thistle and Shamrock” was part of it.
For some reason I decided that it would be amusing to do a imitation of her that sounded like Monty Python’s Pepperpots (“Death of Mary Queen of Scots,” etc) but in an hideous Irish accent.
“O, ’tis Fiona Feckin’ Ritchie comin’ at ye wi’ th’ ‘T’istle an’ Shamrock,’ ye feckers,” etc.
Well, I found it amusing, anyway. Idle hands are truly the devil’s playground. And so are idle vocal cords.
March 17, 2019 at 6:58 pm |
Well, we made a lasagna. One whole layer is green.
March 17, 2019 at 8:06 pm |
Our Irish pot luck dinner and party is over. I am at home. So…
March 18, 2019 at 12:14 pm |
Well, yesterday was St. Patrick’s Day. Today woulda been my mom’s 93rd birthday. We will celebrate with a second round of the lasagna and a chianti.
March 18, 2019 at 12:32 pm |
Hmm, the Ides of March have come and gone and my wish for Fat Nixon to end up like that other dictator didn’t happen. So IMPEACH the Mofo already! Tuesday night I’m outta here!