centennial (er, quincentennial): 500th idea celebrating 500 ideas

Hey! You! This is the 500th one!

Fun fact: Elderly Apple was originally slated as an experiment to see if I could come up with 50 wacky ideas in 50 days. I'm now at 10 times that amount. So, the answer to the experiment: yes! Also, I have later expanded my experiment length until the current projection of 1000 days. That means that we are at the (official, as of now) halfway point in this comic's life. Go back 501 days, and this place would be quite empty. Come back in 501 days, and this place will be...okay, it will actually be quite full.

But why argue semantics?! We're at another milestone! Hot damn!

Now, if you've been here since at least 100 days ago, you may remember that unlike my normal centennial routine, the 400th idea was actually something new and exciting. You're probably thinking, "Well, maybe he's turned a corner! Maybe he's finally on the road to doing something good every hundred days! Maybe he actually will do something new and exciting again!"

Well, no. Gotta keep you on your toes, after all.

Now, today is somewhat of an interesting day. You see, not only is it my quincentennial celebration, but it's also my birthday. For twenty-two consecutive years, I have managed to avoid getting hit by buses and bullets alike, and today, I force people to acknowledge that fact by giving me gifts and baked goods.

Now, I typically don't try to mix the Microcosm with the real world. Elderly Apple is Elderly Apple, and reality is reality. However, imagine my surprise when I found a card on my pillow (actually, the card was on my face, which was subsequently on the pillow).



What's this? My own creations were sending cards to me? Was this the work of the Elderly Apple Guy?

Wait...cake? There's cake? Where's cake?!

Ohhh....theeere's the cake.


That is a hand-sculpted cake, crafted by a local bakery, meant to resemble our titular character, Pliny the Elderly Apple. Personally, I find it somewhat conceited (or, alternatively, disturbing) that Pliny himself would give me a cake modeled after himself. But I suppose its better than seeing my head molded out of sweet bread (or...*shudder*...the Elderly Apple Guy's). So I guess I won't look this gift horse in the mouth. Instead, here's some more pictures!


Thanks, creations, for this lovely cake! Happy birthday to me, and to all a good night! Er, day. Yeah.

UPDATE:

You wanted them, here they are: photographic evidence of the dismemberment of this effigy of poor ol' Pliny, the Elderly Apple. I have no sympathy, though; after all, if you make a cake of yourself, what do you expect?!

This was all done during a barbecue/sports-shebang during a bright, sunshiny California day, which explains the outdoorsy nature, the style of dress and *gasp* the other human beings. Sometimes, when you work with a two-dimensional doppleganger of yourself like The Elderly Apple Guy, you forget real, flesh and blood humans exist. As do cakes. Which get cut up and eaten.












And yes, it was absolutely delicious. And no, it was unfortunately not apple flavored (as such a filling is apparently uncommon). But it's just like those old Apple Jacks commercials. It doesn't taste like apple, but it's still good, consarnit!