Today is Saint Pambo's day. Saint Pambo was a member of a group of people known as the Desert Hermits of Egypt. He was a disciple of Saint Anthony, and when he asked Anthony what he should do, Anthony told him "Be not confident of thy own righteousness; grieve not over a thing that is past; and be continent of thy tongue and belly."
Pambo took this to task, especially the last part. He spoke little, and what words he said were usually deep and profound. Many people came to follow him--kind of like Forrest Gump running back and forth across the country, I'm feeling--and they worked to help the poor and spread the Word of God to the Egyptians. He was most famous, however, for the fact that he didn't speak often, but when he did, the words were usually carefully selected and their meaning profound.
On the day he died, he was weaving a basket. He looked up at his followers and said:
"There's a million fine looking women in the world, dude, but, they don't all bring you lasagna at work. Most of 'em just cheat on you." He then bought a pack of smokes and walked out.
His follower, Saint Melania, dressed his body and took the unfinished basket to lay in the ground with the body. Reports say that she had long blond hair, wore a black sock cap, went nowhere without her trademark black trenchcoat, and had a mouth that was constantly running.
So, wish your fellow man a Happy Saint Pambo's Day. But just do it with a knowing nod.
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Anna Russell would appreciate this fellow, I believe. *I nod*
Is Pambo short for something? Pambonium maybe? I can't get that horrifying image of Sylvester Stallone in "Pambo: First Blood" out of my mind.
maybe I could say "actually" more...
sigh.
Pambo actually sounds a little like an Aussie nickname actually! Husband has a friend we call Kevbo.
As long as I don't have to watch 'Jay and Silent Bob' (one of Hubby's favorites), I'll celebrate it.
And on a completely different note, I think you will love this post:
http://laaazlo.blogspot.com/2009/01/bon-jovis-faces-seen-vs-faces-rocked-ca.html
I realize you are a chemistry geek and not a math geek per se, but you are a Renaissance Man in my feeble mind - a man that enjoys totally blowing shit up on Tuesdays, the finer points of Latin translations, and red headed women. You are diverse. You are eclectic. And I think you will find that post very funny. Even more so, I think you might actually comprehend the math/science behind it, which I totally did NOT. Enjoy.
And, sorry, you'll have to copy and paste the link in your browser because I am a big vat of suck when it comes to html shit.
Crap. Typing FAIL.
Ah, love me some Jay & Silent Bob!
*gives knowing nod*
I actually thought Soda and Candy's comment was funny. Acutally.
Wasn't St Anthony the patron saint of lost things??
Us Italians pray to him when we loose something. He usually does NOT let me down.
hey I love jay and silent bob! St Pambo sounds like it should have its own festival.
Sounds like the Saint had a non-homo life-mate he was willing to share his sloppy seconds with.
I drove through a Pampa, TX this weekend. Not Pambo, but it's what came to mind first. :-)
Happy St. "basket weaving, skinny dude, who doesn't talk much" day!!!
I'm with Jules on the celebrating. After Clerks II, I just couldn't look at Jay or Silent Bob again.
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