Thirteen...There have been two Friday the thirteenths this year. The last time that happened was back in 1998 (or at least that is the last time I remember it happening). Ryan Long had killed himself on Friday February 13th 1998 and the idea of Friday the 13th haunted my 12-year-old mind for the months to come. Also that year, there was a Friday March the 13th, I had been having nightmares about suicides and demons for the month before, and everything seemed to turn kind of cryptic in life for that time period.
In the Hindu religion, though, Thirteen is a very lucky and sanctimonious number. Or at least that is what I have heard.
The power-pop band, Big Star, also recorded a fabulous song called Thirteen. The area code of my hometown, Cincinnati is 5-1-3. The last four digits of my phone number is 1-3-1-1. Our old house was 7-1-3-5 Timberknoll Drive.
Boo.
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