Every so often, I get to pee by Independence Hall. I have never peed on Independence Hall. Not sure if I would get much of a thrill out of that.
Unfortunately, I did my grocery shopping too late, so I missed a chance to utilize these helpful suggestions on how to celebrate Guy Fawkes Night according to one of my local grocery stores.
Hey, it turns out that Guy Fawkes lead the conspiracy and not Robert Catesby. Who knew? And Guy Fawkes also did some time travel too because the Kingdom of Britain did not exist until 1707. I thought it was still the the Kingdom of England and Wales in 1605. He must have used the TARDIS. The Doctor never seems to go anywhere apart from London, as far as I have seen.
Regardless, so what are Americans supposed to do, since there are no fireworks, bonfires, nor parades around these parts (although there used to be in early colonial days in New England)? Well, it looks like we are supposed to drink Irish tea with chocolate covered digestive “crackers”. Perhaps we can snack on baked beans on top of Irish beer-flavored potato chips. Sounds pretty lame. Is that all?
The grocery store also gave an idea for a meal to fix along with some more specials.
Ah! It’s Cinco de Noviembre!
Considering we have some of the best Mexican food in the Chicagoland area, this could work. Instead of the bonfires, we can make Guy Fawkes into a piñata, fill him with a lot of that leftover Halloween candy, and have the kids hit him with sticks. And we are always looking for reasons to set off fireworks and explosives. This is America.
What do you think?
I cannot believe I have been on this planet for 42 years, and I never heard of this word until The Boffin taught it to me this morning.
The act of throwing something or somebody out of the window.
To think of the number of times in the past when this word would have been handy.
I looked it up, and there is another definition.
The act of dismissing someone from a position of power or authority
I hope that means you do so by throwing the person out a window.
Because a few names come to mind…
Both Remembrance Day and Veterans Day are celebrated on November 11, but they mark very different occasions and have very different tones to them.
Remembrance Day (also known as Armistice Day) marks the “11th hour of the 11th day of the 11th month” of 1918 that World War I officially ended and is observed by most countries who fought in the war, including the Commonwealth nations. I know in the U.K., the main commemoration involving the Royal Family and other dignitaries includes two minutes of silence at 11:00 at the Cenotaph at Whitehall, and the other ceremonies throughout the nation happen on Remembrance Sunday, the Sunday closest to the 11th.
Over here, Veterans Day is a different thing entirely. It is a day that honors those who have served in the armed forces, living or dead. Wartime, peacetime…it doesn’t matter. So, if you signed on the dotted line, it’s your day. That is why you will see lots of memes on Facebook thanking veterans today from the Americans. Because we have Memorial Day on Bank Holiday weekend in May to honor those we lost, it’s a lot less somber than Remembrance Day.
Case in point, this is what The Boffin told me this morning.
“Happy Veterans Day! Go find some free shit.”
I also found out I can get a free tall cup of coffee from Starbucks. Like the vast majority of Americans, I don’t care what color the cup is. I’ll just take a Sharpie and draw Stars of David on it. Or not, because the coffee tastes like water brewed through compost.
So it’s the same date, but different days. However, it is all down to honoring our troops, and I appreciate them in whatever way they served and are still serving. Thank you, all of you.
Alison nominated me for the 3-Day Quote challenge, and I thank her. But I am going to do some twists on it, because I am a contrary little shit.
First of all, I am only doing one day because I don’t have the attention span to do three.
Secondly, I am going to do make this into a little quiz as compensation. So, here’s the quote.
“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” – Eleanor Roosevelt
Now we can debate whether this is a bold statement regarding self-esteem or this is a perfect excuse for victim blaming. (I think it is both depending on the context.) But the question I have is, did she really say or write this?
Now, don’t cheat and Google it. If I were omniscient and you did Google it, I would be all Judgy McJudgerpants on your ass. Hey, if I am giving myself superpowers, I would have telekinetic ones too, and I would do more to you than bend your spoons.
It didn’t help that I had a dad who used to yell at the TV, “He’s rubbing the damn spoon!”
Anyway, back to Eleanor. Did she say it? Write it? Cast your vote down below. I’ll give the answer later today in the comments.
As we know, there is a lot going on with our favorite motley crew.
(Blink, blink, blink, blink)
Forget it. I’m going to Magic Happy Bunny Land. Those who want to join me are more than welcome.