Not a holiday

It's St. Patrick's Day. Whatever that means. I never quite understood its charms or the reason for its existence in American culture. I succumb to peer pressure and wear green today. I don't know why. Must be my inability to practice individuality on a day that bears no special meaning for me. Or it could be that my green pants are really cool, comfortable and great Friday casual wear. I am planning to go out for corned beef and cabbage with my co-workers tonight. No green beer though, the bars usually turn that domestic swill like Miller into some green concoction. So there will be none of that.