(Thank you, love. You da one.)

Many Happy Returns of the Day!

or is that...

oh, never mind...

happy birthday, anyway

"Salutations on this glorious day, from Mr. Pumblethrait Thoop (late son of the Emperor of Thoop)
As you no doubt are aware thereof, our tiny island nation of Thoop is the primare resource of triple tier birthday cakes, now due to evolution of the government I sit in possession of the 10,000 cakes of various flavors and munificense. Without recourse to sales because of import restriction.
I am making to you on this auspicious occasion a devious proposition, okay? Now, I am making it: You being in possession of birthday request transfer of birthday cakes posthaste and share out slices 50/50. This is best deal ever!

Signed,
Pumblethrait Thoop."

I don't no though, it seems suspicious.

Dave [53 next month]

I missed sharing your birthday by one day (my 30th was yesterday). Still, March is a great month to be born. :)

*sending thanks to TNH's parents, wherever they may be*

Many cheers for the birthday that is yours today.

Hell, I could have GiVEN BIRTH to you. (Except not in South Dakota.)

Happy birthday, T.

Jane

Well, gracious to anybody who doesn't absolutely deserve to have their ass kicked, I mean. :)

;)
-=Jeff=-

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
May the candles on your cake
Burn like cities in your wake.
On your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
Burn the castle and storm the keep
Kill the women, but save the sheep
For your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
While you eat your birthday stew
We will loot the town for you,
On your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

Wow.

Fifty is really old.

Anyway, welcome to the second half of your first century!

50 sucks. (Turned 50 October 29th, and I've been having a traditional mid-life crisis ever since.)

Well, someone had to be the curmudgeon here...

It's my wedding anniversary too.

I'd best buy something...

Before age fifty, you have to work to stay out of trouble.

After age fifty, you have to work to get into trouble.

(Despite my best efforts, I seem to be doomed to a future of staid respectability. Dammit.)

Dammit, you're younger than I. By five days. Hope your birthday celebrations are as good as mine were!

Hugs across the eways!

Happy Birthday!

And, as always, thank you for your hospitality.

(P.S.: '50' is a good one: it lets one move into the 'Wise Elder' role.)

www.areaface.com

(And as someone else said, that's a good photo - you look suitably mischievous!)

I'm so glad I came by today. I've been out and about, working my ... Anyway, I'm glad I came by today.

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!

Will you come to my birthday party next year, when I turn 50?

Love the photo too, by the way.
You look like your devious plans
are working out as expected.

Makes me think of a certain,
unforgetable, game of Thing.

;)

Anyway, many more to come...

OWTTE.

And don't let the soon-to-be Dr. Jane give you a hard time 'bout the age thing (-:

I hope you continue to have fun.

[I'm so glad somebody quoted the Birthday Dirge command to "save the sheep" since, now that you have all these nice new ewes, you can simply preserve them (possibly in a big jar, steeped in high-proof spirits with the merest soupçon of jalapeño) until you need their fibery goodness for more of that luminous knitting stuff :-)]

Many happy returns!

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
Now you've aged another year,
Now you know that Death is near,
It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
Death, destruction, and despair,
People dying everywhere,
It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!
I'm a leper, can't you see,
Have a Birthday kiss from me,
It's your Birthday! Happy Birthday!

(To add to the Dirge, pick your favorites...or write a new one!)

And March is indeed a very good month to be born.

--Mary Aileen

Remember, age is only a number...

Alex

I see someone else has provided the obligatory birthday song, so I'll just be over here singing along.

(chibent - my birthday was yesterday also, happy late birthday to a fellow first day of Springer.)

Happy Birthday, young'un. Wish I was there to say so in person.

I should add that Danny, who will be fifty in October, read this and said, "Uh huh. Fat chance." He sends birthday greetings in his toonish way.

(Srry, smn hd t d t)

From a regular lurker - long may your reign continue.

I hope you have lots and lots more happy birthdays.

My (slightly younger) husband turns 53 in another five days, so March does seem like a particularly fine month to be born.

Happy Birthday, Teresa!

Yeah, right....and you have a bridge in Brooklyn to sell too...

Happy Birthday, kiddo!

Many happy returns!

Happy birthday!

I dag er Teresa's fødselsdag!
Hurra! Hurra! Hurra!
Hun sikkert sig en gave får
som hun har ønsket sig i år
og dejlig chokolade med kage til.

Hvor smiler hun, hvor er hun glad
Hurra! Hurra! Hurra!
Men denne dag er også rar,
for hjemme venter mor og far
med dejlig chokolade med kage til.

Og når hun hjem fra skolen går,
Hurra! Hurra! Hurra!
Så skal hun hjem og holde fest,
og hvem der kommer med som gæst,
får dejlig chokolade med kage til.

Til slut vi råber højt i kor.
Hurra! Hurra! Hurra!
Gid Teresa længe leve må
og sine ønsker opfyldt få -
og dejlig chokolade med kage til.

Happy, happy birthday!

P.

(My, what an auspicious day to be born on! :)

Happy birthday!

Have a fantastic birthday and many, many more years of exactly as much trouble as you want to get into.

Happy birthday.

Well, gracious to anybody who doesn't absolutely deserve to have their ass kicked, I mean.

Oh, she's gracious to them too. More gracious than they deserve! We have yet to see Teresa be ungracious...and I shudder to think.

-kat

*nod*

It’s not everybody who gets to share a natal day -- as well as many personality traits, obviously -- with Johann S. Bach, Charlotte Bronte, Modest Mussorgsky, Florenz Ziegfeld, Harold Robbins, Son House, Gary Oldman, and Rosie O’Donnell.

And while we’re believing everything the net tells us, let’s not forget that on your day in history, the Hatfield-McCoy feud ended with a kiss, C. M. Kornbluth died, Alcatraz freed its last jailbirds, C.S. Lewis found Joy, Dr. King marched from Selma, the Supremes declared “Fanny Hill” unobscene, JR got shot, and TIME magazine recalled all copies of that publication’s only known cover typo: “contol” for “control.”

NEW YORK (CNN) -- New York workers have discovered a trove of Cold War-era supplies within the masonry of the Brooklyn Bridge, a cache meant to aid in survival efforts in the event of nuclear attack.

City Department of Transportation employees were conducting maintenance on the structure Wednesday when they found the cache on the top floor of a three-floor space inside the bridge's base, agency spokeswoman Kay Salin said.

It looks like they found this last week, actually - today is still Tuesday, yes?

Happy birthday, Teresa. I'm delighted to share my natal day with such a luminary.

Come set the teetering slushpiles alight
And toss the smoking pages!
And pray the judgment weighing their end
Will long be TNH's.

Fear not the wingnut's idiot rants,
Nor trolls' incessant howling -
For these, and all deficient in grace,
A swift sure disemvowelling.

Let all deceivers cower in fear,
Their hearts filled with foreboding,
As shout we waes thu Teresa hael
To the sound of things exploding.

March on! (And if these verses offend,
As dull and thick as cordwood,
Forgive; they were set hastily down
For fear that first Mike Ford would.)

Mine's on the 27th.

Happy birthday!!

Happ Birthday Teresa!!

Ah, it worked!

*dancing about gleefully and throwing multicolored confetti that explodes harmlessly and turns into tiny, bizarre, lighter-than-air citrus fruits*

That's two milestones already this year. Much as we missed formally celebrating the first milestone, Boskone marked the 20th anniversary of our meeting. Yes, really. No, I don't know how it can be 20 years already, either. Any more than I know how you can possibly be 50, or I even older. But, my, life's held so many fine adventures getting here, surely there are many more ahead.

See you on the Funway, always and evermore.

But I can live without knowing.

(And happy birthday!)

Happy happy happy birthday! (and many more...)

Happy birthday!

I don't have the exact reference, but somebody (I think it was an SF editor), on reaching his 50th birthday, said (inexact quote follows), "It's sobering to realize that nearly a quarter of my life may now be over."

In your next fifty, may you move as much as you will. Happy Birthday.

My first time responding on your site but I've been an admirer for quite some time. Having one of your two names on a book has always been a bonus for me in deciding if I wanted to read it.

White collar conservative flashin’ down the street
Pointin’ their plastic finger at me, ha !
They’re hopin’ soon my kind will drop and die but uh
I’m gonna wave my freak flag high, high !

Yours, hoping to see more eclectic essays and whimsy from you, as well as the exposes that rattle the cages of the clueless.

From my own experience, 50 is much easier to take than 40, and fewer people think you need black balloons taped all over your office.

Not that I would ever admit to actually doing it myself . . .

Happy birthday.

Today we mark a demi-century
Nativity, on just the cusp of spring,
It’s time to rhyme on she who’s known as t,
Editor, hostess, friend -- that sort of thing
Light in the making, light on which to dine,
Slogging through slush for diamonds in the smoke
Exploring how the mind-yarns intertwine,
Never too proud to topple at a joke;
Holding on to the stuff that does endure,
And living on the faith that hope increases,
Yearning for better nations to mature
Dissenting in the way of editrices.
Enough already. She’s not finished yet;
No change in our affection. Mark it stet.

I take it that the number was not 50...though you must enjoy having the Countdown Birthdate for your very own. Did no one get you a rocketship?

Happy Happy, Joy Joy!

and mention that I'm finally employed. Yay!

And may you be around to celebrate the 50th Anniversary of your 50th Birthday, and still making, er, Not-Trouble (or whatever it is you make that makes this site such a wonderful, homey, thought-provoking, laughter-inducing, must-visit-daily site.)

Whether your day was as ambitious as Sara's or as laid-back as John's will be, I hope it as a good one!

Karen

As it happens, you have the same birthday that my sister used to.

Here's to the start of another free trip around the Sun!

I hope that lots of good things happened for TNH on her 50th, and are going to -continue- to happen!

And may we all have such birthday friends as Mike Ford.

Never met, but I was living in Toronto at the same time you and Patrick were there
( me: 1977-79 ), attending OCA and living in one of the Campus Co-op houses;
I wonder if we ever crossed paths.

Mike Ford writes an acrostic sonnet.

I hope you realize that, though he writes for you, he speaks for us.

Deborah

We know it's late, which is
anathema to thee;
can't find a gift that beats
a Ford freestyle.

But be assured
My wish for you
Is fresh and warm
Like morning loaves:
A Happy Birthday.

(Blame the doctors.)

YEN. SENSE. LEARN. EDIT. AH!

Theresa, you'll always be on my Must Read list.

It's just not Bingo without the clouds of tobacco smoke and half-crazed old ladies surrounded by good luck charms.