Da Boss

This weekend is Birthday Weekend de Boss.

[Little Scotty likes to use descriptors en Espanol. He taught me that noun de adjective/descriptive noun is a much cooler way to name something. Like, the Hobbit Hole, for example. Much cooler to say Hobbit Hole de Sister than 'my sister's apartment.']

Birthday Weekend de Boss will be a festivus previously unknown to mankind. They'll be writing poetry proclaiming its glory for centuries to come. I'm imagining fireworks and a high school band.

Just wanted to let you know what was going on, if and when you feel the shift in the cosmos that is bound to occur.