Bill Murray turns 60-years-old today, which is certainly cause for celebration. After all, he is the finest sentient being ever produced by this or any universe. So let's all rejoice and watch Ghostbusters together.

But I'd be lying if I said this didn't also give me a twinge of anxiety and lead to some heavy introspection. After all, when I was a kid, Bill Murray was my age, and now here I am, and there he is, and someday I too will be 60, and then someday after that the Sun will eat the Earth and everything we know will be gone forever.

Fortunately, the cure for existential crises brought on by the march of time's deafening boot clomps is also watching Ghostbusters, so it all comes out in the wash.

While I warm up the DVD player, you watch this SNL bit from back before Bill Murray was intergalactically lauded as the best of all dudes.