I just realised that it’s Friday the 13th

The number 13 doesn’t bother me. Friday the 13th doesn’t bother me. My dad was born on a Friday the 13th, along with his twin brother. My grandmother didn’t know she was having twins, so maybe that made Friday the 13th a little more auspicious for her…

Regardless, it doesn’t bother me, but I do like to make note of it. Kind of like full moons, eclipses and neat dates. BabyQ was born on 06/06/06 after all. They’re interesting. It’s interesting to see if anything happens. Or if anything doesn’t. Maybe it’s a throwback to my days working in a hospital where full moons, other celestial events, Friday the 13ths, New Year’s eve and welfare cheque days were always the most chaotic. I’ve lost track of welfare days, but the rest of the potential for weirdness remain in my periphery.

And, of course, at this Friday the 13th moment, Blogrolling is acting up…

Anyone else out there find the weirdos come out on certain days? Or does anyone get a little odder themselves?

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