Here I sit, now 33 years of age, having today (as nearly every day) consumed approximately:
Besides being made famous by all forms of numerologists…like Scottish Rite Freemasons…and the Ku Klux Klan…and Dan Brown…and Nazis…(um…yay), 33 remains an interesting number. Lets set the esoteric aside for a second.
Did you know that water boils at 33? …according to the Newton scale, of course.
How about some Old Lace and element 33? Arsenic that is.
Maybe I should finally sell my Honus Wagner cards that I’ve been stashing away…
Maybe I’ll celebrate today by watching the first Battlestar Galactica episode: 33. No, I probably won’t. I think I’d rather go to the dentist.
That being said, if I could, I would visit the galaxies in reality, maybe one of these two:
Ah yes, when was this first seen:? 1933.
Oh, p.s., on this day in 1933, Austrofascism began. Thanks Engelbert Dollfuss! What a guy!
And don’t forget, in 33 anno domini, “a financial crisis hits Rome, due to poorly chosen fiscal policies. Land values plummet, and credit is increased. These actions lead to a lack of cash, a crisis of confidence, and much land speculation. The primary victims are senators, knights and the wealthy. Many aristocratic families are ruined.” (Wikipedia, how scholarly of me). Sounds like America recently, maybe more than a little.
And finally, there are of course a significant number of connections between 33 and Jesus Christ, most obviously how old he was when he was crucified and resurrected (which most likely was not in the year 33 anno domini).
In the end, it is interesting and fulfilling to use special days like this to think back on faces, smiles, places, songs, hearts, home. I want to dearly thank all who have participated in this, my story, thus far. Each character in it is an amazingly complex individual that adds light like a prism to my life narrative. Thanks to my dear God for these years, for being born in 1979 so I got to meet you. Think about how special and wonderful that is to be living now with the specific people around you!
I am blessed.
We are blessed.
And, if you don’t believe it, ask Tom (because he had all the right moves).