A friend sent this to me. Interesting.
On Wednesday this week, at two minutes and three seconds after 1:00 in the morning, the time and date will be:
That won’t ever happen againâ€¦ Now you can go back to whatever you were doingâ€¦â€¦.
Although, it’ll happen again in 2106, right?
On another highly random note: The cable guy just switched out my DVR box because the DVR stopped R-ing, and the one he left is making one of those really, really high-pitched electronic hums. I can even hear it from here, though he had to lean close to hear it.
“If it doesn’t stop, call the office.”
Umm…it’s not going to stop, and I’ll have gone beserk by tomorrow! It’s like a very subtle but effective form of torture for me.