Thursday, December 6, 2007

Take a ch ch ch chance...

Birthday – take a ch-ch-ch-chance!

As in my birthday, today. I’m dedicating the day to myself. Well, in reality, I’m editing a paper on Ottoman feminism to keep the pack of wolves from the door. But I’d like to be chasing some Weimar babe around a futuristic landscape.
Oh well. But it’s a paycheck, Jack.

Although North doesn’t like the lipsynching here, this is still going to be the song for me today.

Everybody dance now!
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7 comments:

  1. ArkadyDecember 6, 2007 at 8:32 PM

    Birthday? And no well wishers here? That's intolerable! Roger, happy birthday and many more.

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  2. PraxisDecember 7, 2007 at 6:07 AM

    Much happiness for your birthday, Roger! No... wait... Much volupte!

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  3. rogerDecember 7, 2007 at 6:59 AM

    Thank you all. In the event, it turned into an orgy of beer and chocolate. Who knew?

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  4. coffeehoundDecember 7, 2007 at 7:17 AM

    Happy Birthday, Roger!

    Michael

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  5. Le Colonel ChabertDecember 7, 2007 at 10:44 AM

    happy fuffday!

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  6. rogerDecember 7, 2007 at 5:25 PM

    Thanks Michael, thanks Swordswoman sans pareil. Now the reason I've gathered you all here tonight in the castle is that one of you MURDERED COLONEL MUSTARD! Or Roger Ackroyd. I'm always confusing victims.

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  7. itDecember 9, 2007 at 11:17 AM

    Aaaargh, a bit belated. Sorry Roger! Hope you had a fun Cluedo-ish day x

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