Sent to my email by a dear friend…
“This year we will experience 4 unusual dates....1/1/11, 1/11/11, 11/1/11, 11/11/11. Now, take the last 2 digits of the year you were born and add them to the age you'll be this year and it will equal 111.”
Uh Oh!
As any underwhelmed, underutilized, and overactive mind would do. My brain went into overdrive and ramped up the “What If’s” and “Holy Shikamolee” scenarios.
Do you all realize, if we multiply all the individual numbers in the above mentioned dates by the number of work days (6), setting aside one (1) day for the biblical day of rest, we now have all sixes and sixty sixes!!!
To be totally honest with you, I laughed the whole thing off!
And then my mind shot off yet again...
Do you all realize, if we multiply all the individual numbers in the above mentioned dates by the number of work days (6), setting aside one (1) day for the biblical day of rest, we now have all sixes and sixty sixes!!!
To be totally honest with you, I laughed the whole thing off!
And then my mind shot off yet again...
I realized that if I multiplied the sum of my two digit birth year and my age this year, by either the number of beers in a six pack of "Gansett"(6), or the number of hot dogs in a package of Fenway Franks (6), or the number of flags at Six Flags New England (6), or the number of legs on Mr. Marcoux six legged dog (6), or the number of strings on right handed Fender Stratocaster guitar, strung upside down, for a left handed genius (6) ... the number got even scarier! (Keep up with me and do your own math!)
Hint: My personal algebraic formula reads like this: (62+49)6= ??? (You still got to do the math!)
Holy Crapolee!
Could I have actually stumbled upon some good, reliable, hardcore proof that something afoot is amiss?
Finally without time for any damned "peer review" constraints, I have inferred theologically (due to the reference to the "Lords Day of Rest") and mystically (due to the relationship with Fenway Park, Narragansett Beer, and Jimi Hendrix) that this numerological combination is the harbinger and the precursor of impending doom as predicted by the end of the Mayan calendar?
On the bright side...
I guess I don't have to worry too much about trying to sell my boat this year, and
I probably should get into that medical marijuana program before the Feds close it down.
Peace to you!
"Wicked Beet"
On the bright side...
I guess I don't have to worry too much about trying to sell my boat this year, and
I probably should get into that medical marijuana program before the Feds close it down.
Peace to you!
"Wicked Beet"
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