05-05-2309
I have to go out tonight. I have to celebrate. I have to do something.
I’ve wasted all the other holidays so far. New years day was a rather dry occasion if I recall, as was the Titanian new year for that matter. I wasn’t too worried about participating in Lent, so Fat Tuesday slipped right by without me noticing. I tasted no green beer on St. Patty’s day, or the following day which happened to be my 22nd birthday–you know, that’s the one you’re supposed to spend trashed at the slots of Copernicus for half a week. And though the 20th of April is more of a smoking holiday, I still didn’t even do much of that. It’s been a kind of boring year as of yet.
You know, I’m not a huge partier or anything, but I always enjoy having a good excuse to get wasted. I don’t know why I like the novelty of holidays so much though, something about community I guess. Like a a church service, but one held once a month so you don’t start getting sick of the people you see every time. I like seasonal celebrations too, since there’s supposedly four of those, though you wouldn’t notice here. They say there’s an excuse to drink for every day of the year though.
Today is the annual Martian reason to have a raucous BBQ. Almost exactly like Earth’s Fourth of July celebrations of independence from Ganymede, Mars salutes their ancestor’s throwing off the reins of Io on this day. Identical in all regards now that I think about it, I’m sure they even shoot off fireworks or light something tonight.
Like most foreign holidays, it’s just been incorporated into the canon of Earthling excuses to booze. I can remember back home even, kids in school always came back from the weekend with stories about an event I was only vaguely aware of. It’s a little different here though, where it actually happened–everyone celebrates it, even the Marslings.
Maybe it’s to honor our forefathers. Perhaps we need reasons outside of our approval to drink. Either way, there’s a special at the bar you’d be crazy not to take advantage of.
