St.Brian's Day
Slainte!
As the Center of the Universe, I get to do a lot of things that most mortals don't get to. For instance, I have had intimate and interesting conversations with Death. I have seen the look of absolute surprise on the faces of Jihadiots when they arrive at the Pearly Gates only to find Satan at the wheel of the Subway to Hell, ready to deliver their everlasting souls into fiery damnation, instead of the promised 47 virgins and eternal glory of Allah. And I have the privilege to create a holiday!
I hereby announce to the planet Earth, the surrounding Universe, and everything else, that from this date forward, July 25th shall be known as St.BRIAN's Day! Yes, my dear friends, coworkers, minions, and all-others, I have so declared, and thus it is so!
July 25th, St.BRIAN's Day!
I like the sound of that, don't you?
What? Never heard of St.BRIAN, have you? Well, there isn't one, yet.
As the Center of the Universe, I thought it was time that all men christened "BRIAN" should have a day to be recognized as the strongest, most loyal, prideful, superior leaders that we all naturally are. After all, that's exactly what our name means.
From the great King of Ireland, Brian Boru, to the great actor Brian Dennehy. From figure skating Canadian Brian Boitano, to hockey great Brian Leetch from Texas. From singers Brian McKnight and Brian Wilson, to music producer Brian Eno. From guitarist-extraordinare Brian Setzer, to Brian the Dog on Family Guy. Brian's are everywhere and now it's time to recognize them all. Whether spelled Brian, or Bryan, Brion, Briant, Bryant, or the dozen or so other derivatives of the base, all are loyal, strong, fearsome, honorable men by name.
Oh, and let us not forget the strong women named Brianne, Breanne, Briana, and the others. Just as loyal, just as honorable, and always beautiful.
So, on July 25th, I want everyone named Brian to wear the Green of Ireland, in honor of the greatest Brian, King Brian Boru. And those of you unlucky to have that honored christening, lift your glasses of beer, wine, milk, or soda in toast, and give a hearty "Cheers! Slainte! or Nostrovia!" to the Brian's around you. It'd be nice if you ladies also gave a little kiss on the cheek of every Brian you can find, for Luck! I think we all would appreciate it!
From one Brian, to all the others out there:
Cheers!
As the Center of the Universe, I get to do a lot of things that most mortals don't get to. For instance, I have had intimate and interesting conversations with Death. I have seen the look of absolute surprise on the faces of Jihadiots when they arrive at the Pearly Gates only to find Satan at the wheel of the Subway to Hell, ready to deliver their everlasting souls into fiery damnation, instead of the promised 47 virgins and eternal glory of Allah. And I have the privilege to create a holiday!
I hereby announce to the planet Earth, the surrounding Universe, and everything else, that from this date forward, July 25th shall be known as St.BRIAN's Day! Yes, my dear friends, coworkers, minions, and all-others, I have so declared, and thus it is so!
July 25th, St.BRIAN's Day!
I like the sound of that, don't you?
What? Never heard of St.BRIAN, have you? Well, there isn't one, yet.
As the Center of the Universe, I thought it was time that all men christened "BRIAN" should have a day to be recognized as the strongest, most loyal, prideful, superior leaders that we all naturally are. After all, that's exactly what our name means.
From the great King of Ireland, Brian Boru, to the great actor Brian Dennehy. From figure skating Canadian Brian Boitano, to hockey great Brian Leetch from Texas. From singers Brian McKnight and Brian Wilson, to music producer Brian Eno. From guitarist-extraordinare Brian Setzer, to Brian the Dog on Family Guy. Brian's are everywhere and now it's time to recognize them all. Whether spelled Brian, or Bryan, Brion, Briant, Bryant, or the dozen or so other derivatives of the base, all are loyal, strong, fearsome, honorable men by name.
Oh, and let us not forget the strong women named Brianne, Breanne, Briana, and the others. Just as loyal, just as honorable, and always beautiful.
So, on July 25th, I want everyone named Brian to wear the Green of Ireland, in honor of the greatest Brian, King Brian Boru. And those of you unlucky to have that honored christening, lift your glasses of beer, wine, milk, or soda in toast, and give a hearty "Cheers! Slainte! or Nostrovia!" to the Brian's around you. It'd be nice if you ladies also gave a little kiss on the cheek of every Brian you can find, for Luck! I think we all would appreciate it!
From one Brian, to all the others out there:
Cheers!

