Welcome to the party! The Irish are known for a few things – whisky, odd Irish luck, fierce warriors, and poetry. “Stereotypes!” says my Irish friend Martin. Maybe. But St. Patrick’s day is a celebration of those very things-the spirit of the Celt. If I spoke Gaelic (and I once did, I’m sure of it), I’d tell you to toss one back for me, even if my family’s color was orange (and at one time we even liked the snakes).
Some Irish Wit “Oh, he occasionally takes an alcoholiday.”
“May you be in Heaven before the Devil knows you’re dead.”
“Thirst is a shameless disease so here’s to a shameful cure.”
“Daylight comes through the drunkard’s roof the fastest.”
So in that spirit, we’ll do a nice justice to old St. Pat and the Celtic pride that has stretched from a tiny faerie-infested emerald island all the way to the most unlikely places – South Korea, for example – as the world dons green duds and sings a song of Erin, whether they know her not.
Wait, wait. This is a search and e-business publication, you say. Don’t worry, I’ll work it in.
No doubt the fellow who transformed a whisky bottle into a computer case is using his ingenious creation to view one of the search engine’s obligatory tributes. Google, Yahoo!, and Ask.com have all spiced up their homepages. Google gets the award for most clover-iffic logo design.AdSense ads are also in on the game, lined with luck down their sides.
While there is a hidden webcam positioned in Tipperary (near an old oak no less) to help Netizens locate those clever and illusory leprechauns, I’m still waiting for someone to make use of this Google Maps API tutorial to create a mashup for possible sightings. We’ll get that pot o’gold yet!
The team at Google’s Blogger.com, no doubt still buzzed that they’re officially permitted to eat corned beef during Lent this year, spins a yarn of destroying a “particularly hated piece of network equipment.” They’ve recreated the event with a limerick, even if their frustration kept them from staying true to form:
There once was a router so crappy
That it made all the Bloggers unhappy
It caused pagers to be beep
And kept us from sleep
So we smashed it on the ground with golf clubs and threw paving stones at it and kicked it and someone filmed part of it but that’s not up yet and then we dropped it off a dumpster and kicked it again and gathered up the parts and sent them to be recycled quite snappy
Nice try guys. At least its better than Google’s last attempt at poetry.
A little link love for the limerick sites, and we’ll wrap up our homage to a fine tradition. Take a break from the second round of the Big Dance tonight, say a prayer of thanks you’ve made it through the Ides of March, and have a drink for Erin, and for me, and another for the first Irishman to see the gates of Heaven.
