It is "May Day". Aside from proximity to a birthday, it just always has a certain feel to it. A feel of life being good and hope springing eternal. Maybe this is simply the result of something in elementary school called "The May Day Play Day", where basically there was no class and everyone walked from All Saints Episcopal Church/School to Homewood Park for a full day of fun and frivolity. There were inevitably water balloons and picnics, among much more. Yes, those were the simpler times.

If luck was truly shining down, the day would include a stop at the New Orleans Shaved Ice Company, which became Top Dog, which became Moneer's, which became Oasis (?), which is now Sam's Mediterranean Grill in the Edgewood shopping area. A similar kind of joy can be experienced these days right here in Nashville with the presence of Las Paletas popsicles. The only drawback is when Fido only has Pineapple and Honeydew in stock. Oh, if not for that pineapple popsicle, life would have been so much worse.

So yes, it is May Day, but it is certainly not a Play Day. To be more accurate to the 2009 version, it is May Day Sit At A Desk and Listen to the Torrential Rain Pelt the Aluminum Roof of Your Mid-Grade Suburban Office/Industrial Park Place of Employment Roof...Day.