"When there is plenty of wine, sorrow and worry take wing." (Ovid)

          Just recently I was reprimanded for using a font too difficult to read.  I think I remember that blog--I believe it was light orange or yellow.  My friend was correct, and I will be sure to use font colors (like this one) that do not call on the eyeballs to be overworked.  The 15th of March was the Ides; today is the 17th and St. Patrick's Day, so I'm switching from brown font to green.  'The wearin' o' the green' is very important to the Irish culture on this day.  St. Patrick (c AD 385-461) was the saint who brought Christianity to Ireland.  He explained the holy trinity to the pagans there by the use of the shamrock, a sort of three-leaf green clover).  This day is celebrated by parades and lots of drinking.  The pubs in Ireland were once closed on St. Patrick's Day to discourage drunkenness, but that ban was soon overturned.  Mayor Bloomberg of New York has recently banned the 19oz sodas--but that too, will soon be lifted because it probably is unconstitutional.  I'll be going to New York in June and I would hate to have to settle for an 8oz glass of diet coke with my meal.  Which reminds me; I have to try on my tux because it will be a requirement at this wedding.  Anyway, have a Happy Saint Patrick's Day.

 

           Well, enough of the green; we don't want to overdo it.  Passover is coming shortly and maybe we ought to be thinking "red".  I think it was the Red Sea that Moses had God to help him part so that the Egyptian soldiers could not drag the Jews back to slavery.  Jews were never very good at slavery, anyway; so what would be the point of bringing them back?  Leaving the Jews go would create jobs for the Egyptian economy and Cleopatra (or was it the Pharaoh) could run for a second term and most likely win.  Speaking of winning, we are going to the Seminole Hard Rock Casino on Tuesday with the Men's club.  We will be going by bus, of course, and I will be taking my scooter--not the walker--so that I can quickly go from the penny to the two cent slots.  Perhaps I can win a small fortune--like Tevye asked of God.  After all, it wouldn't affect some "...vast eternal plan".