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- 19. April 2009: Drifting with Dieter at the Flea market
- 9. April 2009: Imperceptions
- 29. March 2009: To Mail or not to mail
- 6. March 2009: Blogging while delirious
- 27. February 2009: A study in contrasts
- 22. February 2009: Southern Hospitality
- 10. February 2009: Surly Signs are Done
- 9. February 2009: From the Mouths of Babes
- 5. February 2009: Toast
- 26. January 2009: Hogan's Heroes-The Movie
It’s the Kilt, Stupid
My friend Richard called me yesterday all excited and left me a message. He was at the St Paul Irish Fair and he had just won the “Best Legs in a Kilt Contest.” He’ll get to ride in the St Paul St Patrick’s Day Parade. Wow, it just goes to show you that you never know where those 15 minutes of fame will come from.
So if we all will be famous for 15 minutes, will you know when it’s come and gone? The information age has created such a wealth of activity out there that your fame may come and go and you might not even know it. Maybe that’s OK though, since fame seems to take a toll on so many famous people.
Speaking of the Irish Fair, I was there on Saturday and saw the Irish Music and Dance Association Workshop Tent. From afar I thought it said “worship tent.” I’m thinking, you’ve taken this a bit far, haven’t you. And anyway, all the real worshipping seemed to be taking place at the beer tent.
Maybe I need to get a kilt. I could have pictures taken wearing my kilt and standing by my furniture. That might be a good PR gimmick.
