Seeing that the fourteenth is already taken.

Thanks (again) to Occasional Fish (I gotta read this guy more often, if he keeps pointing out bits I can steal), I regret to inform you that we missed International Grover Appreciation Day. Now that's a holiday we all can celebrate. No more staying at home alone, wearing black, and waiting to walk into an all-night grocery or drugstore at 12:01 a.m. on the fifteenth and bitch out the sales staff for not having marked down the Valentine's candy by 50% yet. No. Instead, we can put on something blue and furry, flap our arms about, and torment bald, mustached men at restaurants. (The comments in the link above are worth reading, too.)

Oh, and if you were eagerly anticipating it, here is the monster at the end of this post.