According to the official Sesame Street website (yes, I sometimes browse around there .. when barbie.com is running a little slow .. I'm with you Steve Jobs .. Flash is evil), today is Oscar the Grouch's birthday.
It is not only his birthday .. he is 41 years old (can you believe it?) .. and single (this just seems like a recipe for disaster since he hangs out on a street corner all day long around little kids .. oh, and by the way .. don't even get me started about Bert and Ernie).
If you look at Oscar's bio, you will find that he likes collecting junk (he would absolutely adore my office), standing in line (the next time Cheryl needs something from Wal-mart .. I know who I'm calling), arguing (he really should marry and have children .. he would be in 'hog heaven' .. wait, that's where Miss Piggy was headed .. until Kermit saved her bacon), and rainy days (welcome to West Tennessee, of late).
He dislikes all things nice and sweet (there's a reason he's called a grouch, you know) and his favorite expression is "SCRAM!" (you can see why he has so endeared himself to boys and girls all around the world .. what child wouldn't love a rude, irritating, green monster who reeks of garbage?).
His favorite food?
Anchovy milkshakes, of course (who doesn't like a large glass of ice cream flavored with a small, common salt-water forage fish .. yum).
Despite all his faults and idiosyncrasies, Oscar is a pet owner and this takes him up several notches in my book (of course when you live in a trash can .. that's not really saying a lot).
He has a worm named Slimey and a pet elephant called Fluffy.
Happy Birthday, Oscar.
Can you tell me how to get .. how to get to Sesame Street?
Fine. Don't tell me .. jerk!
".. that there be no complaining in our streets."
- Psalm 144:14b
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