Not because it’s Cinco de Mayo, although that’s widely celebrated in the United States. Like St. Patrick’s Day, the holiday has a limited popularity in its country of origin, but Americans are like, “Any excuse for a drunken spectacle” — um, I mean celebration. Since I’m already sidetracked, allow me to point out that Cinco de Mayo is not Mexican Independence Day, nor is it a day on which you get five jars of mayonnaise for the price of one. It commemorates a victory of the Mexican militia over the French in 1862. Here, see for yourself.
Not because it’s the 138th running of The Kentucky Derby, although, speaking of drunken spectacles….
No, the day is much more important than that. For, upon this day mumbledy-mumbledy years ago, my dear friend, former college roommate, pal since the summer between junior high and high school, fellow fanfic freewriter, artist and author, lunch companion, creator of Tetra Petrie and so on and so forth JANE PEYTON was born! Yes, on this very day as ever was!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JANE!
And now, because we both love it, and because it rhymes with Jane, here’s a present to watch:
Wasn’t that fun? I love the interwebz! It is full of cats and cute boys.