Thank You Time Zone!!!
Fuck being late, in Canadica is still yesterday!!!!
Seems like I’m lately a day behind, damn it!
But again, as the saying goes, better late than pregnant. Lucky I can’t be either, I don’t ovulate therefore I can’t get pregnant.
Yesterday all WordPress and by all I mean 75% of it was celebrating the birthday of what Oprah is to WordPress, yeah you are right, was Le Clown’s (like Oprah can fire you from life he can fire you from WP) birthday , according to what I read he’s like 50 something.
If I were that old I wouldn’t tell my age, I already say that I’m between 15 and being dead and works like magic.
I started seeing this morning post about your birthday, I felt left out. I owe you a happy birthday post,not because you are Le Clown, but because you are Eric.
I’ve “dealt” more with Eric than with Le Clown, specially lately.
I’m not one to put my feelings out, but I’m moody (am I ovulating? no, cannot be) so I tell you straight or gayly, you have grown on me, for real, don’t know what you have, but I honestly like you. This not a love declaration, we are both taken, so relax.
I’m not good with words, writing is not my thing, but you know that, you’ve edited my typos in your comments, and see, that’s what makes you special, the little tiny things (here’s the only time when tiny things are good), for me you are the perfect blogger, yes, the things you write are great, but you humanize your readers and that sir is why you are FUCKING GREAT.
You are a special man, I don’t know you, for you I may be a stranger, but I wouldn’t be doing this post if I didn’t mean what I’m saying (it’s my Monday post).
I wish you all the best and that all the good that you’ve done to people comes back to you double (not all double things are good, some can leave you on a wheel chair).
So Eric, from the top (yeah, no pillow bitter in here) of my heart, have a happy birthday!
Love you,
Always yours,
Leo
Wait, I meant sincerely yours.
Eric, this is unedited, I hope you speak dyslexia.










He’s everywhere!
(like fungus…)
Happy birthday, LC/E!
El Guapo,
All jokes aside, I think I have seen you everywhere I have been. Fungi grow in numbers… I’m in good company, would be the translation…
Le Clown
Amen!
Though I’ve always thought of myself as the bad penny that always turns up.
I’m enjoying the hell out of your birthday posts, hope you’re enjoying the whole day!
Leo,
This was sincere, and quite touching. I feel the same way, Leo. And I have enjoyed seeing your blog and your writing evolve during the past few months. You’re good people, and one I am happy to call a friend. We’ll see each other soon. And again, thank you for naming one of your dishes after Le Clown… Love you, Leo.
Eric
Salad Le Clown, sounds good.
Who’s the creep in the picture with the baker’s cart?
I have no idea, I got it from one of those geeky websites, looks really creepy.
Happy Birthday to the Clown
Mollie and Alfie
Yesterday they showed a document about a man working as clown at hospital in Copenhagen … with cancer sick children, what a story – have always been a bit afraid of clowns, but after watching that program – I’m all for clowns. What a job he does … he make them eat … he are there under their painful examinations. Fantastic program.
So don’t pick on clowns, folks.
Viveka,
Exactly! Clowns are people too.
Le Clown
Clown can be dangerous but once they’ve been tamed they are nice.
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Happy birthday to Le Clown!
Happy Birthday Le Clown…..I don’t know you myself BUT if Leo loves you, that’s good enough for me!
Pam
Happy Birthday the Le Clown….but Clowns are scary.
Happy birthday Le Clown x
Happy Birtday Le Clown – you wrote history with your blogroll-competition ;o)
Time delays aside, great job!
Thanks
I too am afraid of clowns. Attention grabbers!!