*YAWN*
For those of us non-Christians who were born on the 13th (pick a month, it doesn't matter), today was just another day of hyped superstition. I know, I know. 6-6-6 is the sign of the Beast and all hell will break loose, yadda, yadda, yadda. Look, I only know one person who had a run of bad luck today. A colleague informed me this morning that he hit a deer on the way to work. Frankly, I'd call that the deer's bad luck but that's just me. Dead deer, banged up front end does not an anti-Christ make.
Next time my birthday falls on a Friday, I'll be on the lookout for deer on the way to work, not the anti-Christ. ;-)
For those of us non-Christians who were born on the 13th (pick a month, it doesn't matter), today was just another day of hyped superstition. I know, I know. 6-6-6 is the sign of the Beast and all hell will break loose, yadda, yadda, yadda. Look, I only know one person who had a run of bad luck today. A colleague informed me this morning that he hit a deer on the way to work. Frankly, I'd call that the deer's bad luck but that's just me. Dead deer, banged up front end does not an anti-Christ make.
Next time my birthday falls on a Friday, I'll be on the lookout for deer on the way to work, not the anti-Christ. ;-)
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