miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Friday, February 24, 2006

the perfect storm

with less than a month to go till st. patricks day, the country is gearing up. the celebration plans have been put in motion for the man who rid the isle of snakes and instituted the catholic dream/nightmare upon the savage celtic natives. you combine the natural propensity of the irish people towards alcohol consumption, with a worldwide holiday devoted to nothing else besides copious amounts of drinking, that happens to fall on a weekend this year and you get the perfect storm....irish styles. P.V.s has set their schedule for that weekend 5 weeks prior to discourage any of the employees of thinking about planning anything but the dispensing of the stuff that tastes so good once it hits your lips. i'm scheduled to work the three days surrounding paddy's day till close. i plan on celebrating whether i'm at work or not. intoxicated math abilities will be tested. the odds of me getting fired are set at high to quite high. By then with my beard, i will be a 6'5" lephracaun...its gonna be hot. i should find two russians to beat up as part of the celebrations to honor the boondock saints....

In nomine Patris, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti. Amen

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