Thank God it's over. As I write this, the clock has passed midnight and we are firmly embedded in Wednesday, 6-7-06. Just like Y2K, we've managed to get through another ridiculously abstract date that is supposed to have important significance to the religious and superstitious amongst us. Since 666 is the sign of the devil in the Bible's Book Of Revelations, there are some people that believed 6-6-06 would be the day the world ended. Others thought it would just be a day of extreme bad luck. Well, either way, we survived it and seem to be okay in relation to the days that preceded it. So congratulations folks. The world didn't end and (if you're reading this) you probably made it through okay. Glad to have you here with me.
Just the same, I'd stay away from any babies born yesterday. You never know when the antichrist is crying in the stroller beside you at the bus stop.
In a rare moment of honesty, Bush gives the sign of the Devil and finally shows who he really worships... or is that the sign of Karl Rove? Same difference, I guess.
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