Tuesday, October 03, 2006

It's Irish Day At Last!!

Welcome to Irish Day!!
a service brought to you free of charge by The World According to Zed

I am bringing:

1 map of Ireland
5 Lepruchans
5 bottles of Irish Mist to make Irish Coffee
Clover (not 4-leaf clover, but clover)A stick-figure version of Lord of the Dance with Michael Flatley. To see it: Click here or the picture. You'll love it! Click!

Hugh Jackman
Colin Farrell
Julia Roberts (because Mel says Julia Roberts is Irish, but I doubt it)
Clamato tortilla chips, because they are greatly loved in every country!

Come to the party! What are YOU bringing?

In the comments section, list one or two items of food, drinks, books, songs, people dead or alive, insects, birds, fish, animals, attire, etc., that you plan on contributing to this all-day all-night party to help make it rock. And don't forget to think IRISH, people. It's IRISH DAY for crying out loud!!


Blogger Teri said...

alright, Michael and his "stick" dancers" was hilarious.

I'm bringing a harp, the national symbol of Ireland and irish potatoes.

some guinness, even though I HATE beer, sorry Dick.

some irish brogue that I captured in a jar and the blarney stone.

Oct 4, 2006, 8:40:00 AM  
Blogger Shell said...

Can't I just share Hugh Jackman?

My great-grandpappy McEldowney makes me part Irish!

Oct 4, 2006, 8:40:00 AM  
Blogger Teri said...

oh yea, my people are from County Sligo so I'll venture into that county and pick something up.

Oct 4, 2006, 8:41:00 AM  
Blogger Mel said...

I am bringing Al gore. just because I want to see him in a kilt. I have heard he is quite the party animal!

I am also bringing the pot of gold which I will guard jealously in a corner and wring my hands and mummer "my Presssscious"

If Julia can come then her brother Eric Roberts can come too! I hear they dont get along, that should be fun to see.

Oct 4, 2006, 9:08:00 AM  
Blogger Teri said...

I'm bringing my gaelic dictionary as well so we can understand some of these Irish folks.

Oct 4, 2006, 9:20:00 AM  
Blogger Zed said...

I'm bringing the Potato Famine in a jar. Don't make me have to use it.

One of the Lepruchans just pinched me! They're a rowdy group!

Oct 4, 2006, 10:23:00 AM  
Blogger Jen said...

I'm making the toast:
In an Irish Accent of Course -

May you live a long life

Full of gladness and health,

With a pocket full of gold

As the least of you wealth.

May the dreams you hold dearest,

Be those which come true,

The kindness you spread,

Keep returning to you.

Oct 4, 2006, 10:55:00 AM  
Blogger Jen said...

I have 2 cases of guinness too

Oct 4, 2006, 10:56:00 AM  
Blogger Teresa said...

I am bringing Irish stew & any Irish good looking guy I can find.

Oct 4, 2006, 11:52:00 AM  
Anonymous Zed said...

I love that one, Jen. There's another about the "wind at your back"--I have to go see if I can find it.

Oct 4, 2006, 11:53:00 AM  
Anonymous Zed said...

You can bring any good-looking guy you can find, Teresa, but he needs to be Irish. Haha!

Can't wait for the stew! Please all enjoy the party! And say hi to Hugh Jackman.

Oct 4, 2006, 11:56:00 AM  
Anonymous jane said...

where's hugh? hugh darling?

Oct 4, 2006, 11:56:00 AM  
Blogger Amy said...

U2 is coming, like I said yesterday.

I'm also bringing the movie "Darby O'Gill and the little people"

and a song book filled with Irish drinking songs. U2 will lead us in a sing-a-long.

Oct 4, 2006, 11:58:00 AM  
Blogger SushiBoy said...

I'm bringing Clam and Cockle soup because it sounds good and I've always wanted to try it. I'll also bring the Irish Quidditch Team: Mullet, Moran, Troy, Quigley, Connolly and Lynch, because I'm a big Harry Potter fan.

Oct 4, 2006, 2:11:00 PM  
Anonymous mixednut said...

Top o' the marnin' to ye lads an lasses, hic!
I've brung some Irish whishkey, hic, but I'm afraid there's none left, hic!
Happy Irish Day, and keep ye hands off me sheleleigh, hic!

Oct 4, 2006, 2:33:00 PM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Hail Me Hearties!
Since mixednut guzzled all the whiskey, (thanks mixednut) I've brought along some replacements; 4 tankers of Jamesons, 4 tankers of Bushmills and 4 tankers of Murphy's Irish Stout. I've brought a string of racehorses to ride since we all had fun with the Cossacks, and to eat, 42 gross of Irish Sausage Rolls. That'll get your cholesterol dancing!
The Cranberries have set up over in the garden left venue, U2 have set up in the garden right venue and Van Morrison & Michael Flatley are arguing over who gets the hallway...

MD!!! and stew, I need me some stew...

Oct 4, 2006, 2:51:00 PM  
Blogger Mr. Fabulous said...

Alright, Where's the bathroom? I can't find the bathroom. I may have had a little too much to drink.

I love you, man.

Who took my legs?

Oct 4, 2006, 4:20:00 PM  
Anonymous Zed said...

First door on the left Mr. Fab. Please hurry!

Oct 4, 2006, 5:46:00 PM  
Anonymous Hugh Jackman said...

Oh me laddies, the lassies are easy on the eyes!

Girls, girls, please don't fight over me! There's plenty of me to go around!

Oct 4, 2006, 5:49:00 PM  
Anonymous Zed said...

Found it Jen!

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rains fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you
In the palm of His hand.

Oct 4, 2006, 5:51:00 PM  
Blogger Jen said...


Oct 4, 2006, 6:06:00 PM  
Anonymous mixednut said...

*slowly regaining consciousness in Zed's garden*
oooohh... too many sausage rolls...
still taste the Murphy's...
where the hell are my pants?

Oct 4, 2006, 7:36:00 PM  
Blogger Sans Pantaloons said...

Eight o'clock update typed on my new dual core ZX81. Hugh Jackman & Jane are over in the bushes behind U2, Pierce Brosnan & Teresa are in the bushes behind the Cranberries and Zed is with Colin Farrell in the phone booth outside her front porch.
The Irish quidditch team are riding around the neighbors' gardens tossing mixednuts pants to each other, and oh yes, his pants are now on fire. Mel is dancing with kilted Al Gore and The Fab is trying to cut in. The Fab has a glazed look in his eyes and his lips are pouted...
Oh yes, he lands a big smacker on Al Gore's cheek. He shoots...He scores!
Tricia's hubby is singing loudly, but harmoniously, standing naked in the middle of the garden.
Tricia, Teri & nobody are sharing a joke with Conan O'Brien in the kitchen. Julia Roberts and Eric Roberts are having a row over who is the prettiest.
I'll go with Eric. Fancy another Murphy's mixednut?

Oct 4, 2006, 8:10:00 PM  
Anonymous Zed said...

I think quite a few people are soused here. I had to climb over some falks in the hallway, and several were upchucking in the johns but came right back for good times!

That Hugh has been smooching it up with every female in the room, and a few of the men. He sure gets around.

Oct 4, 2006, 8:27:00 PM  
Blogger Teri said...


Oct 4, 2006, 9:12:00 PM  
Blogger Jen said...

i don't FeeL so GOoD

Oct 4, 2006, 10:39:00 PM  
Anonymous Tricia said...

I'm fashionably late, sorry! Should be ok though right, since Irish parties always run over into the night don't they? Mine do!

did you get all of the draft guinness that I sent over earlier? Oh I think you did, they're all empty aren't they. You drunken sods! LOL

Can I dance a jig for you?

Tap, tap, tap, kick, kick kerplunk! oops! Well I asked you if I could and obviously I can't since I fell down. I'm a klutz what can I say.

Wheres the booze?

Oct 5, 2006, 12:48:00 AM  
Blogger Zed said...

Tricia, I know for a fact that Irish and Scottish parties last 48 hours, so you're on time!

There might still be some stew left over, and the drinks can be found in the fridge and on the kitchen counter. Glad you made it--please feel free to do the jig!

Oct 5, 2006, 12:56:00 AM  
Anonymous Tricia said...

Oh sorry I must have had a lapse of memory there because now I remember talking to Connan in the kitchen and uh ... for some reason I think I remember running my fingers through his hair.

Is that real or was that a dream uh nightmare?

I was waiting for my husband Chris so we could arrive together but just WHISPER the word party to that boy and he's off ... and I hear that's not all that he had off. LOL Yeah he likes to sing unencumbered.

Oh I think I see my husband cousins coming in the door. They work at the Waterford crystal factory and they're coming to drop off some crystal figurines for all the party guests and a whole crystal set for our lovely host Zed.

I need another drink ...

Oct 5, 2006, 12:56:00 AM  
Blogger Doctor Mom said...

I miss out on everything on account of that silly old work I have to do sometimes!

I have red hair too, so I would have fit right in!

Well, happy status-post Irish day and Top 'O da Mornin' to ya!

Oct 5, 2006, 11:15:00 AM  
Blogger Teri said...

you throw the best parties, sis.

Dr. mom, we miss you, can't you call in sick on party days?

Oct 5, 2006, 11:50:00 AM  
Blogger Zed said...

Tricia, I think I remember seeing some naked guy name Chris doing the jig on the terrace. I was concerned about my neighbors complaining, but instead a few showed up uninvited!
Chris was quite the dancer!

Thank you for the crystal set, Tricia! You really shouldn't have, but I'm thrilled!

Oct 5, 2006, 12:02:00 PM  
Blogger Zed said...

Doctor Mom,
This work thing has got to stop! You're missing out on the best parties...

Just tell them you'd like to work from home and perhaps they can send the patients to your home. Why should you have to go out and face all sorts of weather conditions?

Anyway, glad you made it, even if you showed up this morning. As you can see there are people (bodies) everywhere. :)

Oct 5, 2006, 12:04:00 PM  
Blogger Doctor Mom said...

Ok Fancy Zed--
Next time you throw one of these Soiree's... just call my director and tell her that I am needed,it's an emergency.

That's the only thing that will shake me loose is an emergency...or death (my own)

Ah, the glamorous life of a health care worker!

It's hard stepping over these bodies to get in the door... what happened here anyway? Someone OBVIOUSLY dragged in the Irish Whiskey (it kinda smells like the ER on a Saturday night)

Oct 5, 2006, 2:20:00 PM  
Blogger Zed said...

The bodies lying astrew must have had a lot of the guiness. I don't drink, so I'm quite sober, but at one point I wished I could have a sip of lager and lime that I remember from my year in Scotland.

Doctor Mom, you don't really have to work, do you? Aren't you the land baron of Cul-de-Sac, collecting all those taxes from me? :)

Oct 5, 2006, 2:50:00 PM  
Blogger Doctor Mom said...

He's here too Fancy Zed!! That Secret Agent is in EVERYONE's blog.... he cannot seem to find out where he belongs... he has no home, he just lurks around blogs, bushes, and gas meters.

You should see the raucus he has created in Cul-de-Sac, what with not having a home, or even a cardboard box for that matter!

Oct 5, 2006, 8:52:00 PM  

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