Good morning Minions. Today we celebrate the life of someone really neat; the great Shel Silverstein. Although his works aren’t specifically horrifying, his weird and quirky stories and poems are at least somewhat responsible for my twisted worldview.
When I was in elementary school, A Light in the Attic and Where the Sidewalk Ends were far and away more important than anything in any textbook. We memorized those poems, we analyzed them in essays, and we quoted them to one another all the time. And they were always funny.
I honestly do not have the time today to discuss all of the awesome that was Uncle Shelby. He did so much it’s truly amazing. His Wikipedia page is here if you don’ believe me.
Happy birthday, dear sir. The world is a better place because you were in it.
