It's 2010. Finally. Frankly, it's about time we got some different digits on the calendar. You kids today probably think that having double digits in the year is your birthright or something, what with the double nines and then twenty-oh's coming right in a row and all. Back in my day we had to wait eleven years to get double digits, and it only lasted a year.
That's probably what has gone wrong the last two decades, what with the unsafe food, global warming, economic collapse and decline of the NHL. It's all this promiscuous double-digiting, I'm sure of it. So maybe now we can get back to some good, solid American calendar years without all of this digit duplication. Perhaps there is hope yet.
Oh crap. Next year is 2011. Hopefully, we can hold out until 2012. And it won't be the end of the world.
I'm scheduling a pub crawl on the end of the world day, whose exact date has currently slipped my mind. I figure the safest place to be is going to be on a train. Bad things can't happen on trains. Right? Right.
ReplyDeleteI was watching all these doomsday shows on History Channel, et al. and supposedly the world is just supposed to end "as we know it". We still have another cycle of 20 some (I think that was the number. Maybe it was 50 some) years until the REAL end of the world. So, we might die in drones or something, but the whole world isn't going to end. So we can all relax.
ReplyDeleteSo how do we say it? Twenty-ten? Two thousand ten? I am so confused.
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