You just knew it had to be Friday the 13th.
I tried to get into this blog this morning, only to be met with a message telling me that Google's blogs were down.
Not only that, but my Rant of yesterday--against smoking--also bit the dust.
I don't have a copy of it, so if you didn't see it yesterday, you aren't going to see it today.
Maybe there's also a full moon out, I don't know.
But losing a Rant also ticks me off.
I spend time thinking these things through, and when one bites the dust--because of some other entity's stupidity--I don't really like it too much.
It is kind of ironic, though. The Rant had to do with smoking, a practice that kills thousands of people every year.
And now, my smoking Rant was killed.
Very sad. I will never put up a #503 Rant ever again in honor of this worthy Rant that isn't around anymore.
Anyway, it is Friday the 13th, the day the movie series was named after.
I hope to continue to have a fairly decent day (other than the lost Rant).
But I remember on one Friday the 13th, about seven years ago, we had something of a "job massacre" at my work.
My managing editor was fired, and several other people lost their jobs, if I remember correctly.
It was an awful day at work; the one day seemingly lasted about five days. I couldn't wait to get out of there and get back home that day.
But Friday the 13th is lucky for some people, I guess.
Like the people who created the Friday the 13th movie franchise.
They can thank their lucky stars about Friday the 13th, because it has made them millions.
Me, this Friday the 13th is just another day.
Two days from now, my daughter will celebrate her 23rd birthday.
Other than that, this day means nothing to me.
It's just another day in paradise, if you know what I mean.
(And this dumbness got me away from giving a "shout out" to my daughter, who turns 23 on Sunday. Happy Birthday ... and many more!!!!!)
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