7:27 p.m. - 2004-02-21
hmmm
Sweet man alive, today was a gorgeous day to be in Mo-town. I started the day off with brunch at Sean Kelly's, home of the ultimate corned beef hash. Thinking about it makes me sweat a little, even now. I had a nice time with my brother and his ladyfriend, gulping coffee and stuffing our faces, one and all.
My brother dropped a little bomb on me. Apparently, my family is not dominantly Irish, as I was lead to believe. I guess I am a crazy polyethnic mix of German, Sweedish, Polish, English, Spanish and (finally) Irish. It seems a bit silly, but I was pretty taken aback. I have always blamed my Irish blood for my pallid skin, prediliction toward booze and bad decisions, red beard, etc. How odd to think that it wasn't true...AT ALL.
It made me think of my father, telling me how blue my eyes were as a child. I don't have blue eyes. I have grey eyes, that shift from grey to green to semi-okay-just-a-little-bit-blueish-but-mostly-still-grey. He wanted me to be like him. Perhaps this is another mark of his deception.
Anyway...I enjoyed the rest of the afternoon to its fullest capacity. My, my. And the night is simply waiting to sweep me up in its clear-eyed bosom. Yay.
