There is supposed to be something special about the number seven. Seven days of creation for a [cough] perfect creation. Etc. Well, I went to Catholic school long enough (12 years and 2 years of grad school) that seven is my lucky number, too.
Nonetheless, I hate to tell you this, especially if you insulted family members and otherwise drove yourself and other people crazy to get married today. But, you know, the world didn’t end on 06/06/06, and nothing is going to happy today, either. Not with the biggest prayer vigil ever. If you waited until July 7th to pray, well, it’s going to take more than the coincidence of the arbitrary numbers of the “common era” date to change you or the world.
That is all.
P.S. Look at the way this number works out:)
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July 7, 2007 at 12:23 pm
Alex
As it turns out I am going to a wedding today. The ceremony is at 7pm.
July 7, 2007 at 8:23 pm
leslie
Really like this post. And the poetry.
And you have the most interesting group of blogs on the roll.
In honor of the Running of the Bulls, in Pamploma, and the auspicious date, only 7 injuries.
July 7, 2007 at 10:39 pm
Johnny
That’s freaky, Alex:^) Was it intentional?
Thanks, Leslie! I like to link to the blogs I actually read (and admit to reading, LOL). I wish I had more time to read more blogs, though:^)
August 23, 2007 at 7:59 pm
Saltation
> But, you know, the world didn’t end on 06/06/06
actually, it DID. didn’t you get the memo?
August 24, 2007 at 10:03 am
Johnny
LMAO, Sal:^)