He’d be 109 [as per comments below, he’d be 119, dammit: I keep thinking that the Nineties happened just last week] today if he was still alive – or brought back from the essential Saltes, of course – which is not a particularly significant number, aside from being a prime. Nonetheless: as reader giddysinger knows, I rarely pass up a chance to yell Cthulhu fhtagn! on this site.
So, here: have some cake.
I’d sing the song, but the Hounds of Tindalos have got nothing on Warner/Chappell Music, Inc. when it comes to going after people who trespass on their territory.