Zero days till Beethoven’s birthday!

That’s right, we’re holding it down for Schroeder. Today is Beethoven‘s birthday. If only he had the advantage of modern medicine, he would’ve been 241 today. You know it.

I posted both to Twitter and Facebook last night about the impending date to give people time to prepare. I got some excellent and highly amusing responses as to the proper celebration — including decomposition and drinking a Fifth — but my favorite came from my friend Daniel: “Oh yeah, I’m getting him a sweet pair of noise cancelling headpho… Oh.” I very much enjoyed that.

If, after you run out and buy a cake and queue up all the Beethoven in your iTunes playlist, you are still at a loss for means of marking this momentous occasion, you might consider browsing the Beethoven archives. You may also tell everyone you know this joke:

Q. Why did Beethoven get rid of his chickens?

A. Because all they ever said was “BACH, BACH, BACH, BACH…”

You could also find a friend to help you recreate Beethoven’s last knock knock joke with pupil Louis Spohr:

Spohr: Knock knock.

Beethoven: …

Spohr: Knock knock!

Beethoven: …

Spohr: KNOCK KNOCK!

Beethoven: …

It’s as long as you make it. Happy birthday, Ludwig!