06/06/06

    Yes.  Today is my birthday.  38 years ago today, my twin and I were brought into this world.  For our family, that made Son #6 (me) and Son #7 (him). 

    So, I am the sixth son, born on the sixth day of the sixth month, and wouldn't you know it, I have absolutely no demonic powers whatsoever (the fact that George Bush doesn't spontaneously wet his pants on national TV is proof of this.  Then again, would anyone really turn to look at me if he actually DID wet his pants on TV today?  I think not).   

    The unfortunate thing is that there are those folks out there who seem to be thinking that today is the start of the end of the world.  So, in light of that, I woke up this morning and had cake for breakfast (and no.  It wasn't devil's food cake.  That joke's been played out).  If the world makes it to lunchtime, more cake.  In fact, I am going to be a maniacal, cake-eating, lunatic for the better part of the day today.  I don't care if a biblical plague of locusts descends upon the earth, I am going to have my cake dammit.  And, it will be good cake.  And, there will be much rejoicing.  Yay!

    Sure, I know today is just another day, and if you find any apocalyptic significance to this date, I recommend you spin over to Paul's blog to read up on the arbitrary nature of calendars.  I'd thank Paul for this effort, but, unfortunately, he's cowering in his "nucular" fallout shelter with a mountain of back bacon and a two-four of Molson. 

    Anyway, I'm off to enjoy the day today.  I hope you all have a good one, and thanks for all the birthday wishes. 

-Dan

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