I
almost let Arthur Conan Doyle's 153rd birthday pass by unacknowledged (on this blog). THAT, my dear friends, would have been a travesty. And I will tell you why . . . in GIFs.
Arthur is responsible for creating two of the most loved characters in all of literature. End of story. Yay for books and all that jazz. But let's focus on what's TRULY important here. Without this dapper Scottish gentleman . . .
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| Can you spot the creative genius? Hint: He keeps it on his face. |
. . . we wouldn't have this:
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| Sherlock for kids. |
. . . or this:
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| Sherlock NOT for kids. |
More important, there would be none of this:
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| Watson: making real-life best friends look bad since 1887.
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And I SHUDDER to imagine a world without this:
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| Words. I no longer remember how to use them.
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So thank you, Arthur, for bringing Watson and Sherlock into our lives and establishing them permanently in pop culture. And, most of all, thank you ever so for making this possible:
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| You probably don't want credit for this. WELL TOO BAD. |
Happy birthday, you old coot.
