Unlike last year, I am not too wasted to give him a birthday shout-out, especially on this, a rather unpleasant birthday.
(I am, however, not even going attempt to link to last year. Way too much work.)
Despite the fact that you were clearly the favored male child in our little abode, the last sixteen years have been quite fun, and know that we all know what you’re going through, and no, that doesn’t make it any easier. But still. Support! And all that!
Yeah. Art history is coming freaking early, y’all, after my Manhattan-on-an-empty-stomach. So good night!