Here’s lookin’ at you, kid.

May tawdry hats and scary movies bring you comfort and joy for the rest of this year, and the many that will follow. May you see a hundred new episodes of Dr. Who produced by the BBC, and may they all be written by you. May your anger always bring you to a state of creative productivity, and never to a state of blind rage that leads to violent episodes and incarceration. May your home be filled with cats, your heart with happiness, and your shelves with books.

Peace be with you. Happy Birthday, The Joe.