Open Thread – Luck o’ the Muddish!
Happy St. Patricks Day to all! Raise a glass of green beer, green tea, and cheer! Most of all, stay safe and happy.
Enjoy our two Irish musical selections for the day. One for the tea-totallers, and one for the whiskey drinkers. Pick your poison.
As my Irish ancestors were Orange ( and not very nice) I’ve never been quite sure what to do with St. Patrick’s Day.
You are related to SOH Boner-the Orange colored cry-baby?
Washed down my St. Patrick’s day dinner with a cold bottle of Smithwick’s and a smile!
Found this video and laughed so hard I nearly fell off of my chair. I’ll never look at Irish dancing quite the same again… 😉
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LLbGYbZbes&feature=share
Hope all mudpups, Irish or not, have a simply brilliant St. Patrick’s Day!
A happy day to all. Usually, I travel to Westchester County every Saturday to weekend with the bf, but my neighborhood is so full of those overindulging, and Grand Central Station, my departure point, is always so full of amateurs from elsewhere on St. Patrick’s Day (and New Year’s Eve), that I put off my trip till tomorrow, when they’re nursing their hangovers.
I think of both holidays as amateur night, when those who don’t know what they’re doing get wasted (or plastered, or falling-down-drunk, or however one wants to put it) and bother others.
extra a …sorry
Out here in Ioway,where we don’t claim to wax poetic,I think you are all nipping the aftershave a wee dram.
Guilty as charged…..what you gonnoa do about it?
Put that way,uh……NOTHING!
TO all irish puppies, take a walk down to temple bar, walk in to Oliver St John Gogarty’s pub. You can feel the soul of DUblin there, have a tall skirt with a Bishops collar and sing some rebel songs. Then raise a glass of “Medicine” to the souls of Yeats and Pearse, to Maude Gone and all the saints and poets that walk these streets. In the early morning mist you may even meet King Cormac himself!
Slainte’ to all
Making some decaf Irish coffee with lovely Jamison as we speak. Singing some “rebel songs” : “Johnson’s Motor Car,” and “Black Velvet Band.” Slainte all!
(Happy Day,Irishgirl! Looking forward to meeting up in July!)
Ah my darlin irish girl, there’s whiskey in the jar
See you this summer!
I need to say…y-fronts are passe.
We do have appealing underwear for men.
But somehow, those y-fronts are so McGowan.
and also, too,
There’s no one as Irish as Barack O’Bama
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HplZ_taHXLM
🙂
passing the Bailey’s Irish Creme
*clink*
thatcrowwoman
I loved this one!!!!!
Saw on CNN today-Obama having a beer at an Irish pub in DC.
Will be waiting for comments from the “Right”.
Eavan Boland (born 1944)
The Emigrant Irish
Like oil lamps, we put them out the back —
of our houses, of our minds. We had lights
better than, newer than and then
a time came, this time and now
we need them. Their dread, makeshift example:
they would have thrived on our necessities.
What they survived we could not even live.
By their lights now it is time to
imagine how they stood there, what they stood with,
that their possessions may become our power:
Cardboard. Iron. Their hardships parceled in them.
Patience. Fortitude. Long-suffering
in the bruise-colored dusk of the New World.
And all the old songs. And nothing to lose.
(Eavan Boland is Irish.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qem3atzVYtw The poem starts at 3:35, but the commentary before is interesting, about a good man who experienced change and loss in his life. it is from the favorite poem project.
And it is happening all over again!
Oh no– are you serious?!!! What is the latest? I know there is always something going on over there– the Anglos in Power have to bully someone to be happy!
Emmigration…
We are looking at it. They have taxed us to extinction.
Oh dear.
I love our assigned critters!
Sarah Palinesque question here– who is they? The Queen’s minions (OK, the English) or the Irish government?
Sorry, but the Anglos have not been in power since the 1920’s. Rebel songs are rousing and fun, but they are totally out of touch with the political and economic realities of Ireland. The Good Friday Peace Accords of 1998 pretty much closed the book on the purely sectarian and very localized conflict confined to small areas of Northern Ireland. We Irish Americans,most of whom are many generations removed, seem content to stick with the old stereotypes of the English oppressors, along with the pure myths about green beer and corned beef and cabbage. Until very recently, the Catholic Church and its Irish followers have done as much to oppress the Irish people and keep it from any kind of social progress than in the bad old days of the English. I’m sorry if I come across as critical, but I hate the stereotypes that seem to spring forth this time of year. The residents of the Irish Republican have moved forward in the last 25 years, and we need to do the same.
Thank you, Crow. May I, in return, offer you this:
“Song”
A rowan like a lipsticked girl.
Between the by-road and the main road
Alder trees, at a wet and dripping distance
Stand off among the rushes.
And there are the mudlflowers of dialect
And the immortelles of perfect pitch
And that moment when the bird sings very close
To the music of what happens.
– Seamus Heaney
May everyone’s day be full of the music of what happens!
but but but
the loveliest of all was the unicorn!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_EPsuOEH1fY
I commend you on your wonderful taste in selecting these two videos, both classics in their way. But get rid of that horrible green beer, and give us a Guinness. Why Americans see fit to drink green dye today is a feckin’ mystery.
Irish, I once came face to face w. McGowan on Grafton Street, where we did one of those “I’ll step out of your way to my left while you step out of my way to your right, oh sorry, sorry, heh-heh” kinds of dances. He finally gave me a lovely smile and an affectionate bump with his shoulder and passed on. There could be no other man in Ireland with teeth like that.
ROFL
Six degrees of separation. My son is friendly with another boy whose aunt is either going out with or married to Shane McGowan. He has met him a few times at parties.
I generally don’t delve too deep…. 😉
Loved hearing the word “Mudflsts” coming out of Al Sharpton’s mouth. 🙂
Happy St. Paddy’s Day to all mudpups.
i fifth , of Irish whiskey, that.
I third that!
I second that! 😉
Please let me be numero uno. Happy St. Patricks Day to all. Tooralooraloorah…♫
RU Eileen,Poor old Johnny Ray,Dexy or the Shadow?
Eileen!
Can I be one of your midnight runners?
Yes indeed.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oc-P8oDuS0Q&feature=list_related&playnext=1&list=AVGxdCwVVULXdVyFDBx1G81B0A8XnW4OWs
You’re our #1 Irishgirl. Happy day to you (and to Ayerishgirl, also, too)!