Somehow, I managed to gloss over yesterday being Pi Day (March 14= 3.14), but today is the Ides of March, tomorrow St. Urho's Day (wear purple if you're Finnish) and Saturday's the day when non-Irish people do non-Irish things and non-Catholics celebrate the Catholic St. Patrick, who probably did more to preserve books in Europe during the dark ages than anyone else - for which he should be celebrated.
Sunday's the Human Race 8K, which at one time was the GBS Sports St. Patrick's Day 5 Mile on a point-to-point course ending at the state capitol, and where I set my personal best of 25:29 thirty years ago. I still enjoy being out there; though I can barely run at the moment, I may spectate.
And because no one really cares any more that Julius Casear was killed on the Ides of March, here's what the term reminds most people of (if anything):
Lovin', touchin', squeezin'
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