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Feb. 14th, 2006 01:00 amWell, it's 1:00 am, it's Valentine's Day, and isn't it my job, as it is the job of all bloggers, to make a commentary?
I mentioned earlier that I like stand-up comedy, and stand-up comedians are the first to tell you that Valentine's Day was invented by greeting card producers. This one comedian has a great rant on it somewhere in the middle of his discussion of Hot Pockets.
Personally, I don't like Valentine's Day. I suppose one day in the future I'll be living with my husband and I'll love it because it'll be an excuse to screw like bunnies, but as it is I don't care for it much. Even if I were dating I don't think I'd care for it much - it's so commercial and cheap.
"What?" you ask incredulously. "But it's the celebration in honor this guy named Valentine, who was named a saint and was really big on love, right?"
Okay... no. There were three different St. Valentines, and no one really knows what they did, to be honest, apart from the fact that one got his head cut off. Though I suppose he was really big on love of the Christ, given that that's why he got his head cut off. And given that at least two of them were sworn to celibacy, I don't think they'd feel it makes much sense having a day of romance and screwage celebrated in their name every year.
Anyway, the other reason I don't care for Valentine's Day is because everytime I hear the phrase "Valentine's Day", I can't help but immediately go: "St. Valentine's Day Massacre". No, this isn't from being morbid, it's because I watch too much History Channel for my own good. Okay, and maybe a bit of morbidness. Just a tad.
I am, however, excited about the 15th of February, because that's my little cousin's birthday!!!
I mentioned earlier that I like stand-up comedy, and stand-up comedians are the first to tell you that Valentine's Day was invented by greeting card producers. This one comedian has a great rant on it somewhere in the middle of his discussion of Hot Pockets.
Personally, I don't like Valentine's Day. I suppose one day in the future I'll be living with my husband and I'll love it because it'll be an excuse to screw like bunnies, but as it is I don't care for it much. Even if I were dating I don't think I'd care for it much - it's so commercial and cheap.
"What?" you ask incredulously. "But it's the celebration in honor this guy named Valentine, who was named a saint and was really big on love, right?"
Okay... no. There were three different St. Valentines, and no one really knows what they did, to be honest, apart from the fact that one got his head cut off. Though I suppose he was really big on love of the Christ, given that that's why he got his head cut off. And given that at least two of them were sworn to celibacy, I don't think they'd feel it makes much sense having a day of romance and screwage celebrated in their name every year.
Anyway, the other reason I don't care for Valentine's Day is because everytime I hear the phrase "Valentine's Day", I can't help but immediately go: "St. Valentine's Day Massacre". No, this isn't from being morbid, it's because I watch too much History Channel for my own good. Okay, and maybe a bit of morbidness. Just a tad.
I am, however, excited about the 15th of February, because that's my little cousin's birthday!!!
