Alan Moore has been many things: writer, father, anarchist, magician. Today, he added another achievement to his list of titles: sixty. The famed writer of Watchmen, League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, V for Vendetta, and From Hell celebrated his sixtieth birthday today with an intimate party attended by his family and close friends. The writer had a dinner of honeyroasted ham and green beans, pulled party crackers filled with small novelties and gag gifts, and received a new beard trimmer from his daughter, Leah.
Also in attendance was a crowd of about fifty or so curious onlookers, who gathered outside his home waiting for something extraordinary to happen. Some were expecting the sky to turn green and rain frogs, while others were waiting for a demon to arise from the nearby Hunsbury Hill. The crowd dispersed when Moore opened the door while eating a chocolate cupcake and wiggled the fingers on his left hand, causing many in the crowd to duck, as they were expecting lightning to shoot from his fingertips. Moore then laughed uproariously and closed the door. While most of the crowd left disappointed, shortly thereafter, at least one onlooker remained til the late evening, rubbing his forehand constantly and asking if a third ear was growing out of it.
We here at the Outhouse wish Moore the happiest of birthdays and hope that he celebrates many more. To celebrate, here's one of the fishmen from Neonomicon icing a birthday cake.