Another Friday the 13th is upon us. Be affraid. Stay at home. Wear bubble wrap.
Bah, it’s just a day, and I hope I didn’t offend anyone afflicted with paraskavedekatriaphobia or even plain ol’ triskaidekaphobia. One thing special about this Friday the 13th is that if you sum the digits that compose today’s date, the result is 13. So 10/13/2006 becomes 1 + 0 + 1 + 3 + 2 + 0 + 0 + 6 = 13.
In a barely related yet ain’t it freaky sort of way, I’ve discovered that there’s a doctor down the 401 in London known as Doctor Death. His name is not an epithet derived from murdering his patients. This is his actual given name; Dr. Barry Death. He specializes in physical medicine and rehab, so perhaps I’ll be referred to him should I hurt something golfing or playing hockey, or even RSI from pounding out code on a keyboard. Carpal tunnel syndrome and sports injuries can be scary…muwahaha! 😉
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Thats me in that picture…well almost same names ;). I’m just upset that I don’t get SCREAM now I have to painfully watch AMC and their millions of commercials to watch almost scary movies :(.