Happy Birthday, isopod!

If you were here I’d hold a crab feast in your honor on this special day. I’m not sure if you even like crabs, but I thought you would like the colors of this carapace.

Happy Birthday, isopod!

If you were here I’d hold a crab feast in your honor on this special day. I’m not sure if you even like crabs, but I thought you would like the colors of this carapace.

Happy Birthday to robertpatrick, who shares his birthday today with Edgar Bergen (same date, different year).

Many joyful returns of the day, my ancient friend!

Bonus: Risque banter between Charlie McCarthy and Mae West, from a 1937 radio broadcast. The FCC deemed the dialog indecent, and banned Mae West from the radio until 1950.

Charlie: Not so loud, Mae, not so loud! All my girlfriends are listening.

Mae: Oh, yeah! You’re all wood and a yard long.

Charlie: Yeah.

Mae: You weren’t so nervous and backward when you came up to see me at my apartment. In fact, you didn’t need any encouragement to kiss me.

Charlie: Did I do that?

Mae: Why, you certainly did. I got marks to prove it. An’ splinters, too.

Happy Birthday to robertpatrick, who shares his birthday today with Edgar Bergen (same date, different year).

Many joyful returns of the day, my ancient friend!

Bonus: Risque banter between Charlie McCarthy and Mae West, from a 1937 radio broadcast. The FCC deemed the dialog indecent, and banned Mae West from the radio until 1950.

Charlie: Not so loud, Mae, not so loud! All my girlfriends are listening.

Mae: Oh, yeah! You’re all wood and a yard long.

Charlie: Yeah.

Mae: You weren’t so nervous and backward when you came up to see me at my apartment. In fact, you didn’t need any encouragement to kiss me.

Charlie: Did I do that?

Mae: Why, you certainly did. I got marks to prove it. An’ splinters, too.

All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the fear of the Law…

… and a happy Joycean birthday bestday, mumbleard, whatever day it may fall.

Quotation from Finnegans Wake.

All moanday, tearsday, wailsday, thumpsday, frightday, shatterday till the fear of the Law…

… and a happy Joycean birthday bestday, mumbleard, whatever day it may fall.

Quotation from Finnegans Wake.

“And meanwhile time goes about its immemorial work of making everyone look and feel like shit.”

Martin Amis, in London Fields.

For Pierce, on his thirtieth birthday.

“And meanwhile time goes about its immemorial work of making everyone look and feel like shit.”

Martin Amis, in London Fields.

For Pierce, on his thirtieth birthday.

It’s Mabel’s Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Darlin’, and many joyous returns of the day. Here’s a fish head for you, and on a Friday too!

Programming note: Tasteful, gauzy, softly lit photos of butterflies and flowers will resume tomorrow. A fish head was deemed necessary on this auspicious day.

It’s Mabel’s Birthday!

Happy Birthday, Darlin’, and many joyous returns of the day. Here’s a fish head for you, and on a Friday too!

Programming note: Tasteful, gauzy, softly lit photos of butterflies and flowers will resume tomorrow. A fish head was deemed necessary on this auspicious day.