National Scrabble Day. Bah. I used to love this game. I was GOOD. Then my kids grew up and now they mind-slam me with obscure and multi-layered words that I’ve never, ever heard of. Say what?? And I home schooled them! What did I do wrong? Or maybe what did I do right. Hmm… it’s a toss up.
It’s National Licorice Day. I don’t know why. It just is. And do we seriously need an excuse to eat licorice? Red or black, sweet or sour patch, it’s all good, all the time. And no, Twizzlers™ are not licorice. Period.
Plugged in? Of course, it’s plugged in!
uh… who’s asking?
when my kid doesn’t win the award.
National Smoke and Mirrors Day is today, celebrating the crafty art of deception. Well, maybe that’s too strong a word. Perhaps we need three less hefty words to describe this day. How about Internal. Revenue. Service? National. Security. Agency?
Nah. I was right the first time.
"A’ight, tell me about your day."
Christmas is formally 275 days away. Plenty of time to add some color to the festivities.
POTUS may not be able to spell it, but Aretha does it with soul! R-E-S-P-E-C-T to you, Miss Franklin! And a happy 72nd birthday as well.
No, YOU, Chico Marx. It’s your special sweet day! And a happy birthday to a whole generation of Marx brothers who, for so many Tumblranians, will never fully be appreciated. And mores the pity, I say. If you haven’t experienced their ferocious craft and comedy, you just haven’t lived. Or at least laughed enough.
Awwwww… hello, Friday. I love you too.
I just love it when some people have too much time on their hands.
Back atcha, Adam Levine! And a happy 35th birthday to YOU!
Happy birthday, Kurt Russell! You are 63 today! Live it up, buddy. The Governor has nothing on you. Plus, he’s dead so you got that going for you.