I would be remiss if I didn't post on the only 12-12-12 date in my lifetime. Not that it truly has any significance since a calendar is as artificial measurement of time as is a clock. I don't imagine nature crosses off the days the way humans do.
The mountain beaver in my backyard probably doesn't know or care that it is 12-12-12. It doesn't wake up, look at a clock and say, "Time to get up and randomly dig through shit. Oh, it's 12-12-12! I should eat some bark and ferns to celebrate."
Not that I think the mountain beaver ever sleeps. It just seems to dig.
I'm digressing again, aren't I?
It just occurred to me that there will never be a 13-13-13. What's that all about? There will be an 11-12-13. I wonder what the mountain beaver will be doing then? I suppose it depends upon whether world ends when the Mayan calendar winds down.
Oh well. Happy 12-12-12!
But it wasn't 12.12.12 - it was 12.12.2012 - you can't just knock 2k off a number to make it look pretty.
If you could, then it could be 12.12.12 next year - knock off 2001 and it works.
Ah, but in America we can do anything! We lose digits all the time. And BTW, we even lose letters LOL
Rolls On Floor Laughing.
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