Today is arguably my birthday.
I was born shortly after midnight, Eastern Daylight Time, officially on July 26, 1954 — so by standard time, I was born on the 25th.
It’s been very convenient some years having a choice which day to celebrate. This year it doesn’t much matter, so I guess I’ll go with the 26th — which is also Mick Jagger’s birthday. And Castro’s army kicked out Battista on my fifth birthday.
It’s not a bad day for a birthday, the 26th, and I don’t know of anything noteworthy on the 25th.
And naturally, having created this, I find myself with nothing to say.
I still haven’t linked to it myself, but it can be found through Blogger, and I’ve sent out a notice to the site-update mailing list, so people might be reading it. If so — I apologize for the lack of content. I hope to do better in the future.
If there’s anything in particular you’d like to see here, you can e-mail me and request it.
Purely as an experiment, I’ve decided to take advantage of Blogger and add a weblog to the Misenchanted Page. The “Strange Days” name comes from the permanent personal-news thread in my newsgroup on SFF Net, and I expect that much of the same material will appear here.
Thanks to Mitch Wagner for inspiring this.