Welcome to the ‘Super Fat Tuesday’ edition of Blissfully Unaware. As political pundents pontificate propaganda to a purportedly prolific portion of pollsters prodigious partygoers prepare to partake in partially pagan practices! (Check out my alliteration skill…even I’m impressed with me.)
As I’m sure you know, today is ‘Super Tuesday,’ the day on which the largest number of simultaneous U.S. presidential primary elections in the history of the Unites States primaries will be held. Yes! Voters in twenty four states will be heading to their polling places to cast a ballot for their candidate of choice. I’ll be voting after work.
As you are also aware, being the intelligent reader that you are, today is also ‘Fat Tuesday.’ Mardi Gras (French for ‘Fat Tuesday’) is the last day of Carnival, a celebration which begins twelve days after Christmas and ends exactly forty-seven days before Easter. Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday the beginning of the Christian observation of Lent, the forty day liturgical season of fasting and prayer before Easter. These forty days represent the time that Jesus spent in the desert where, according to the Bible, he endured temptation by Satan. Somehow it seems only right that we should start such a depressing ‘season’ off with a night of blatant hedonism. Karen (the hamster owning Patrick Stewart fan – to be sighted as HOPSF from now on, by the way) has invited me to her yearly ‘Girl’s Night Out’ in honor of the event.
Hey, would you look at that? You got a lesson in both history and politics and it didn’t even hurt! Tomorrow we will discuss poll results, Ash Wednesday, and we will reveal just how much of a party “Girl’s Night Out” really was.
Oops Count: 0 (go HistoryDiva, go!)
Yesterday’s amended Oops Count: 4 (hey…I’m trying!)
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