Sunday night – Pinch

Happy St. Patrick's Day everybody.

 

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I'm about as far as I could be from Irish but everyone is Irish tonight I guess. You know, I always somehow dread Saint Patrick's Day for a funny reason. When I was Five years old in nursery school, a girl named Monica pinched me really hard because I wasn't wearing green on St. Patrick's Day. Not only did it hurt quite a bit… But I was so embarrassed that i did not know this long-standing custom. I tried to explain that I was going to grow up to be a neurotic New York style Jewish guy, but she explained to me that we were in Texas and everyone was Irish on St. Patrick's Day. I was so confused by this that I completely missed the point that she probably liked to me in a nursery school style crush sort of way or she wouldn't have pinched me in the first place. But I guess that's just besides the point

That was almost 50 years ago but still as the day approaches I search frantically for green things to wear. I don't really like green so I don't have any green clothes. I break out into a cold sweat as the thought of showing up at work wearing something that is not green enough.

That thought almost kept me inside all today. But the beautiful weather finally won out and Diane and I went onan ambitious snowshoe up near bolton mountain. I kept looking over my shoulder wondering if the deer or bear was going to come out and pinch me because despite my best intentions I think I was decked out all in blue.

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Well… Hope Everyone is getting their fill of green beer tonight. It's enchiladas for us and not a speck ofgreen. Happy st patty's day everyone.
Night all, night Sam,

– me

 

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