Happy 4-20 to everybody. 04/20/05
A curious series of coincidences, the number 420 is around everywhere.
This morning, the address of a house where I was staring out the bus window at an orange cat sleeping in the driveway: 420.
Yesterday, the amount of calories in the package of jalapeno poppers I had for dinner: 420.
Today, reading old poems and folk-rhymes online, I come across "four and twenty black-birds, baked in a pie..."
Today's date: 04-20, and at 4:20 p.m. partying of a sort will occur simultaneously among many people living in this timezone. And a not-surprisingly high amount of it happening in my own little town, I would think.
