Owing to a wonderful fluke of work scheduling (and some judicious use of vacation days), my birthday celebration started this past Friday, and won't really be done until tomorrow night at about 10:00 pm. It's been an interesting five-day weekend of boozing, movie watching, Rocket Slime-ing, and other experiences both friendly and familial.
So what am I doing for today, the official 25th birthday? Drinking McEwan's Scotch Ale, listening to The Clash, and inking comics. In a full suit and tie ensemble. Because who amongst you is strong enough to stop me?!
I hope everybody's birthday this year is as titanically great as mine has been. Goodnight.