Happy Birthday, Spence

I feel like you are your own species, Spencer. Mr. Spence. The Spencenator.

So many nicknames for you. My favorite being Blue, because of your eyes.

Well anyway, Happy 24th. Keep being whoever the hell you are.

'Cause you just have this subtle silence, that blankets a deeper meaning over whatever you say.

Even if it is sarcastic. Or...completely meaningless?

I feel like you could write a song,
and it wouldn't make any sense,
but it'd be the prettiest song I'd ever heard.

Blue, Spencetron, Spidey-Spence, (I bet you're getting tired of reading that name)
you are already so much more than even I can explain.


And that's saying something.