Tuesday, July 7, 2009

seven eight nine

i checked the calendar this morning and realized it's the eight of july, year 2009.

except for my father-in-law's birthday today, can anything else about this date - 07/08/09, be special?

i guess not.

unless you have a lot of time in your hands to tinker with useless thoughts to shift from boredom to kookiness, thinking about this is no doubt a big waste of your time.

the only interesting aspect is probably the obvious chronological order associated with the month/day/year format. last year we had 06/07/08. the year before that, 05/06/07. going back when it started six years ago, it was 01/02/03. next year we'll be having 08/09/10, followed by 9/10/11, then 10/11/12, 11/12/13, until the last possible chronological sequence five years from now, 12/13/14. note how even the months/days move plus 1 month and a day as a year pass by. truly amazing! ok, number-lover wonderboys, please avoid peeing in your trousers, at least until i'm done with this nonesense.

we have several chances left to celebrate chronology and sortedness. we celebrate religious holidays, anniversaries and birthdays, even weird commercial holidays, so why not have a day for chronology?

i believe orderliness is tough to maintain, and it serves a great purpose, but we rarely spend time to show our gratitude to this mathematical code; a numerical rule we follow that best facilitates the continued growth and civility of our society while generally helping us avoid chaos and rampant destruction (unless these codes are utilized for evil purposes of course).

i propose we do this little remembrance today, and next year august 9, and then on the 10th of september 2011, and so on. we probably just spend a few seconds thinking about math, be thankful for its existence and all the advantages/benefits it brings to the table, and that'd be fine, that'd be enough.



i posted 7.8.9. on plurk and got a reply from daywalker. he said earlier today, it was 12:34:56. really amazing. :) today is the only day we'd ever have that seemingly forced coincidence of hour:minutes:seconds month/day/year in sequence from 1 to 9.

amazing stuff. but sadly, we can live well, and even happier, without talking about this.

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