The Winkest Link

By Wink

I just found out that someone I know is into numerology. I didn’t know her well enough to know that she was born on the 6th, but I do now.

So the number six means a whole lot to her. She sees six’s in all of her daily life events.

I see six’s too, but I was born on the fourth. Is that a bad omen?

Now that I know she is into numerology, I have started to pay more attention to numbers.

My beloved Celtics lost recently, by 8 points.

I have two children born on the 12th. Other key relatives were born on the 3rd and 16th.

My brother was born on the 13th. Friday the 13th.

Jesus was NOT born on the 25th. (I hope that doesn’t shock you.) But what if he was?

My sister was born on the 22nd, but she is left-handed. Does THAT mean anything?

Cripes, it turns out numbers are everywhere!

Today’s temperature was 4 degrees below normal.

I take 72nd street to work.

The word “number” has six letters, just like my numerologist friend would hope!

Some names have many letters (Omgwonna Kikkbouhtti). Some have few (Tom Li).

Barack Obama has 11 letters. Rush Limbaugh has 12! That has GOT to mean something.

Every product on the Burger King menu has a number attached to it. (99 cents is my favorite.)

Look people, you may have good luck, you may have bad luck, but most of what happens to you is what you do to (or for) yourself.

Stop looking for mysterious reasons why something good or bad happened today.

There is no mystery, sh*t happens. Good sh*t. Bad sh*t.

And it will happen the same way whether your mom named you Jenifer or if she named you Jhenniphyrrrr. (And it wouldn’t surprise me in the slightest to find some clever parent had named their child “Jhenniphyrrrr.”)

Numbers mean no more and no less than you want them to mean. They are everywhere, and they are random.

You make your own luck. So go out and make it.

But that is just the kind of thing a Leo would say.