I made a blog post earlier today, including Superman, and forgetting his birthday. His 70th birthday.
And he looks MIGHTY FINE for SEVENTY. I've got my thoughts. They're fairly 'adult'; I'll bet you've got yours, too.
Folks: he's paper and ink.
Still, there are ways to celebrate this landmark birthday occasion. My husband and I are having a birthday party somehow. It'll be late. We'll make an excuse of some sort, like he was out diverting a nuclear device or something. I'll probably tell you about it after the fact. It'll probably involve Superman Icecream. That's pretty much a given. That was a college breakfast staple (mixed with cocoa puffs or count chocula), back when I was in liberal arts. (It was a dry campus. Hard for Lutherans.)
Here are the correct instructions for your enjoyment of my earlier blogpost, which occurs further down as you scroll.
1. Please be sure to hit the a. Restroom, b. Comfort Room, c. W.C., d. Any Other International Designation For Room of Sanitary Emergency Human Waste Evacuation.
2. Please swallow all drinking or eating matter before clicking on the oh-so-attractive (oh!shiny!!) Arrow Of Playing, which commences the video in my blog posts. This will preserve your keyboard. Perhaps also your monitor. Perhaps keep you out of the ER, too.
I'm only saying...
Again, keep scrolling d-o-w-n. Ju-u-u-u-u-st a bit.