The number of the Beast Wars

Jun 06, 2006 23:31

So recently the media, or as I like to call it, "the news" (or should I say, "the snooze) has been all abuzz about today being 06/06/06 and the various demonic connotations such an ominous date brings (the fact that the devil isn't real seemingly isn't a mitigating factor). Specifically, much of the hubub is over expectant mothers who did not want to give birth today, as doing so apparently considerably increases the chances of your baby being the Son of Satan, since that happened in a shitty old horror movie.

Now, aside from that being obviously insane and weirdly selfish, I know that if I had the chance, I would love to have a cool birthday like that. I've always been jealous of people who have cool Halloween or Christmas birthdays (double presents). My own birthday (June 17) is so unmemorable, that sometimes even I have a hard time remembering it (June 17. Just reminding myself!).

Yes, if it were possible, I would love a birthdate other than June 17. But June 17 is what I was born with (literally!) and it's (June 17) what I am stuck with.

Anyway, the point of this story is that my birthday is June 17.
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