I have no idea whatsoever how insulin syringes and incontinence supplies connect to St. Patrick’s Day.

In this post: Diabetic leprechauns, Chinese food porn.

Glorioski. I just got an email promoting a “Luck o’ the Irish” sale at DiabetesSupplies4Less even though I’m not Irish, I’ve never been Irish, I don’t intend to be Irish and I have no idea whatsoever how insulin syringes and incontinence supplies connect to St. Patrick’s Day. Therefore, to celebrate not being Irish I just ordered three boxes of FreeStyle Lite diabetes test strips from eBay because they have no leprechaun clip art and better prices.

Know what I did last night? I ordered a pile of food from China City and watched Eat Drink Man Woman (1994), a brilliant film from director Ang Lee about the lives of a widowed Chinese master chef (played by Sihung Lung) and his three adult daughters. The story and performances are fantastic, but I’m positive it’s the EXQUISITE FOOD PORN you’ll remember for the rest of your life. It’s the star of every scene, and if you don’t have a bowl of hot & sour soup or a few egg rolls in front of you you’ll have a nervous breakdown or rupture a few arteries.

In case you give a crap we’re expecting REAL THUNDERSTORMS later today. An 80% chance, according to the lying sacks of poo at Weather.com. This is a VERY BIG DEAL because we’ve only had one-third of an inch of rain so far this month and barely had an inch in February. It’s so dry here the cattle are drinking BEER. Stay tuned this afternoon for more late-breaking weather news from the Howdygram, okay?

I’m really tired and want to go to bed except Sam is talking in his sleep (seriously) and I don’t think I should interrupt until he’s through with his conversation. Maybe I’ll sneak in. Thank you for reading this.