Happiest of birthdays to you, my love. Come home from work as soon as you can for a little spawn-of-the-devil.
What? That's what I'm calling the raspberry pie. (Raspberry pie? So THAT'S what the kids are calling it these days.)
May you also have a day full of things that you enjoy. These things might include:
-Entertainment, either film or television, that is well-made and makes you smile and/or think.
-Potatoes. In all forms.
-Maggie Gyllenhaal magically removed from the Stone 9/11 movie and placed in a much better one. Like, say, yours.
-A Primary victory for your favored candidates, and eventual ousting of the Republican party, my little St. Damien of the Donkeys.
Thank you for being a gentle man and a tickle-monster all in one. I love you! And I honor you today.