Cards and Presents

So, I turned 52 last Saturday. I told DDB that I was finally playing with a full deck. He disagrees, since he's sure that my pack includes at least two jokers. Steven agrees. Jokers.

I got no birthday present, because what I really want is not yet for sale. It was _supposed_ to be for sale in the second quarter of the year, but they're not available yet. What I want are little dead, mutilated plush people. 21 of them, in fact. Do you know the simply marvelous PSA "Dumb ways to Die"? If you don't, I'll wait.

It has been argued that I'm a little odd. This has been my go-to video when I'm feeling a bit down. I love it so many times. I'm prone to breaking into couplets at random intervals. And they are making plushies. And I want them, so very badly. Now, "Whass this red button do?" would be kind of boring to look at, but I would sing him his portion of the song, and he would know who he was, and we would both be very happy. And when they finally get on the market, DDB will buy me some, for my belated birthday. But I wants them now.

Little dead mutilated people all over my bed. What could possibly be better? (Ctein thinks I'm weird. Ctein, mind you.)