If you go to this happy little webpage you will learn that America is such a great country with so many great holidays to observe, that over the years it has dealt with the overflow by relegating some holidays into the Pantheon of Lesser Holidays. Holidays such as "Z Day", for example, which is observed by letting people whose last names begin with Z stand in the front of the line for once (if, indeed, the line you're standing in is arranged in alphabetical order.)
And you will be most happy to discover that you can look up your birthday and see which lesser-known holiday you can observe on your day of birth.
On a whim, your humble author took it upon himself to look up his own birthday and discovered, much to his chagrin, that his birthday was...
...National Hugging Day.
Now I know what you're saying, "Oh, but Spatch! You are the huggiest of all hugglebunnies who ever hugged in the Huggin' Patch!" Pish-tosh and nonsense, I rumble, and petulantly adjust my pince-nez whilst simultaneously emptying the contents of my meerschaum into the ashcan.
Or maybe you're saying "But Spatch! I for one would be honored and delighted to know that I share the day of my birth with one devoted to hugging, if I were you."
Oh, would you, now? Let's consider the alternatives, had I attempted an early check-out or stayed around in the womb for a few more hours:
The day before my birthday? National Buttercrunch Day.
The day after my birthday? National Answer Your Cat's Question Day.
My actual birthday? National Hugging Day.
Boooooooo! I want a do-over! Booooooooooooooooooooooooo!!
And you will be most happy to discover that you can look up your birthday and see which lesser-known holiday you can observe on your day of birth.
On a whim, your humble author took it upon himself to look up his own birthday and discovered, much to his chagrin, that his birthday was...
...National Hugging Day.
Now I know what you're saying, "Oh, but Spatch! You are the huggiest of all hugglebunnies who ever hugged in the Huggin' Patch!" Pish-tosh and nonsense, I rumble, and petulantly adjust my pince-nez whilst simultaneously emptying the contents of my meerschaum into the ashcan.
Or maybe you're saying "But Spatch! I for one would be honored and delighted to know that I share the day of my birth with one devoted to hugging, if I were you."
Oh, would you, now? Let's consider the alternatives, had I attempted an early check-out or stayed around in the womb for a few more hours:
The day before my birthday? National Buttercrunch Day.
The day after my birthday? National Answer Your Cat's Question Day.
My actual birthday? National Hugging Day.
Boooooooo! I want a do-over! Booooooooooooooooooooooooo!!
Re: feeling very Charlie Brown right now
Date: 2006-11-08 02:59 pm (UTC)And the King! Vintage is King, shah! *g*
Date: 2006-11-08 03:38 pm (UTC)And what, I shoulda waited for JoyGerm Day?? (Manwatcher Day is every day already. And Skirt-Chaser too- Unisex!)
Very amusing! Plus I got to use my hedgie icon, which always means good times.
Re: And the King! Vintage is King, shah! *g*
Date: 2006-11-08 05:00 pm (UTC)Especially if it conjures up amusing mental images of someone running after a bit of tulle caught up in the wind.
Re: And the King! Vintage is King, shah! *g*
Date: 2006-11-08 06:06 pm (UTC)