Here's my two cents: Hallmark can suck it.
I had planned to write about something entirely different, but a post by Workingdan
inspired me. I posted a comment and thought - aha! - here is a post in the making. Then, I read a post by Lone Grey Squirrel and became further inspired, although my thoughts on this Hallmark holiday are much less eloquent than his.
Mr. RK and I go out on Feb. 13 as a Valentine's fuck you. Actually, we go out on the 13th of every month, because our anniversary is on the 13th, but the anti-Valentine's Day dinner is one I look forward to.
Valentine's Day, in my opinion is 1) a way for Hallmark to make people feel shitty if they're single, and 2) a day for all of the people who are assholes to their partners the rest of the year try to make up for it (and get laid) in one fell swoop, while plumping up the coffers of the flower vendor, the chocolate vendor, and people who make Trojans. The people who invented Valentine's Day are the same people who say a guy should fork over two months' pay for an engagement ring without the guarantee of oral sex. (OK, that was crude, so sue me.)
I send Valentines to my siblings and that's it. I bought one for Mr. RK, wrote "anti-" in front of Valentine's Day, and picked out a card that had a perverted message to boot. Now, if you'll excuse me...