His blog is three years old, which as we all know means he has at last emerged from the terrible twos and has reached that period of maximal cuteness. He’s a bit disappointed that the California legislature didn’t issue an official proclamation, so he’ll have to settle for a mere pharyngulation.
I am deeply honored.
How cute!
Happy birthday Zeno! What an achievement.
Only 13 more years tp go and then you can legally mate with another blog!
I thought I was the only one who used the phrase “maximal cuteness” to refer to 3-year-olds! I’m not a crazy freak after all! (or perhaps we both are)
Bah. Pharyngulating someone is only fun if they have their own server. We can’t give blogspot a proper pharyngulation at all.
“pharyngulation”? Oh does that ever sound ~dirty~.
Are we halfway there, yet?
Zeno: we will expect more years to follow these wisdom teeth.
Congrats Zeno, but don’t rest on your laurels, there’s a world of ignorance out there. Just ask the Australian Prime Minister:
See http://news.theage.com.au/national/cosmos-order-proves-god-exists-rudd-20080829-45b6.html
Someone better bring this to PZ’s attention.
Happy Birthday, Zeno. I can’t go to your blog from work (start in 7 minutes), so can’t wish you well on your site until I get home. Keep blogging and commenting!
By your command :)
Happy birthday Zeno.
Terrible twos? Bah! No one has been able to coin a term sufficiently descriptive of the utter horror that is the three year old.
Happy Birthday Zeno.
Ah, a challenge to live up to!
How do we know it is pharyngulation rather than pharyngulization? Happy BD Zeno!
Happy BD Zeno’s blog !!
A pharyngulation sounds like it would really hurt. Like one of those things your dentist says will not hurt at all and you know he is lying because he is taking alittle hit of the Gas.
Zeno, I fear PZ’s pharyngulating overtures are merely the first step in your eventual assimilation by the SciBorg!
Run for it!
Keep going; you’re halfway there!
Happy Birthday!
Oh, I totally ripped off your joke, Zeno.
Sorry about that, my Molly twin.
I forgive you, Brownian. This time.