Not only is today Cinco de Mayo, but it is 05/05/05. In a year and a month, it will be 06/06/06!
Of course, as we know from new scholarship and archeological finds the number of the beast is actually 616. I actually knew of the possibility of 616 as the number as a young biblical scholar myself. It was an annotation in a bible I had saying that the number was in doubt between the two. Heavy metal bands will surely bear the brunt of this. Imagine Bruce Dickinson screeching “Six! One! Six! The number of the beeeeeeeast!”
Yesterday was Star Wars Day in the office. We all greeted by saying; “May the Fourth be with you!”
And this morning at 05h05 it ended up being 05:05:05 05/05/05.
So who has the dial-in number (206) 616-FUCK? Dawn and Drew had better start cracking.
At 12 past noon today it was 5/5/5 12:12. At that time I called 555-1212 and asked for “Last name Jass, first name Hugh” in my town. She went clickity-clack on the keyboard and came back, “I have no listing for a Hugh Jass in <your town>” Hee hee.
I had a friend who had a baby on 5/5/5.
It wasn’t at 5:55 or anything like that though.
As he said, on little Max’s 50th birthday, it will be 5/5/55.
(And he doesn’t need to worry about the fact that the US don’t order dates correctly, because on his birthday it will always be right…)