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| These guys are less than impressed with this Gregorian phenomena. Tell us when it’s Food O’clock, they say. |
Yeah, so it’s 12-12-12 today. The last repeating number date of the century, they say. We’re not going to be alive to see the next one, they say. Do something remarkable to mark the date, they say.
Aargh! Like I need one more thing to add to my To Do list. Stop pressuring me with this stuff, will ya?
So how ’bout it? Today at 12:12pm on 12-12-12, what were you doing? Anything special that you’ll remember forever and ever? Something you’ll tell the grandkids when they visit you years from now? Hey, Grandma, they’d ask with shining eyes. Tell us the story again of what you were doing at 12:12pm on 12-12-12!
[sigh] Ok, here’s my story. I was driving between P&G offices with one hand on the wheel and a Jimmy John’s in the other while trying not to get caught speeding. Don’t try this yourself, of course. It’s a learned skill best left to the experts. By experts, I mean crazy people who spend their lunch hours in their car driving between offices.
Relax, relax. I didn’t have any dogs with me in the car. And that, my friends, is the remarkable thing about today for me. I spent five whole hours without a dog. Pretty rare, that.
So here ya go: at 12 mins,12 secs after 12 o’ clock on Dec 12th, the time will be 12:12:12,12/12/12 & 12 days before Christmas.
Go. Do. Be Dog. 