On this day, in 1964, in a deep-sea hydrothermal vent, almost ten thousand feet down along the Mid-Atlantic Ridge, I squiggled forth from beds of giant tube worms and albino crustaceans. I drew my first watery breath, sucking in superheated brine, belched forth by black smokers and loaded with nutritious sulfides and acetyl thioesters, and then
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May there always be cake in your life. (And stomach.)
Kaz
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You already have! I believe it was for The Book of Lists: Horror.
Have a very happy birthday. And congradulations on finishing Chapter Two.
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