Info: July 9, 2007 Posted by: Leon 10 comments

If you didn’t realize it, (if so you we’re probably living in a cave. If so, welcome to civilization!), Saturday was the seventh day of the seventh month of the seventh year of the new millennium. I heard that some couples were rushing to get married on that day so that their marriages would be prosperous and long. Riiight. I don’t think the “luck” of 7-7-7 can stand against an affair with a secretary or a poolboy. The only place 777 means something is in Vegas. And to think, 6-6-6 was just last year. The sky didn’t turn blood red then, so I didn’t have much reason to believe that Saturday would’ve been lucky. Besides, I don’t believe in luck. I’m too much of a realist for that. I believe in chance though, but I don’t believe that anything we do, like throwing salt over your shoulder, throwing a penny in a fountain or wearing horseshoes in your drawers will allow us to control chance. I consider myself fortunate to have witnessed these events in my lifetime. Nothing lucky happened to me on Saturday. Same old, same old. Well,maybe something did happen, but I was too busy studying to notice. Anything good happen to you?

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