It's my birthday, birthday. Normally I wouldn't mention this - like, anyone who needs to know, knows, right? -
But it's 6/6/06.
The last three people I've spoken to have expressed an interest in inspecting my scalp.
Because me and Satan seem to have the same birhday. Which, to some who have encountered me in this life will be able to attest, comes as no surprise at all.
How cool is that?
And now, a short performance, in which some of my batwinged underlings express their joy on this happy occasion.