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Oh yeah. That day again.

St. Patrick's day.

Now. I don't have any snakes, so I can't offer to ship some back to Ireland as a public service... (*giggle*)

*looks at self* Why, yes, in a weird coincidence, even my underpants today happened to be black...

In fact, the only green I'm wearing would have to be... no, wait, I ate a pink popsicle instead of a green one. So no, not even that.

...my eyes are 1/3 green?

And yes, my paternal line goes back to Ireland. Two brothers of my father's paternal line came over around the Potato Famine. But as I'm neither Protestant nor Catholic, and instead am "snake", perhaps I can stay out of the color-related gang warfare today.

*ponders*

Perhaps, someday, if the major gangs chill out, perhaps the wearing of gang colors will fade to only once a year on some major holiday, where you pinch the people who are wearing rival gang colors.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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