12\23

ok numerologists tell me more about this:

So, today is 12\23. Here's a bunch of times this number has appeared in my life.

I worked at a movie theater through a connection I had with an ex-girlfriend when I was just out of high school. I got sort of a hookup through her manager and was able to be on board from the day it opened. I worked at this movie theater for 8 years.

It opened on 12\23

There I met one of closest friends, Jim. I wound up living with Jim for 4 or 5 years, once in a house in East Setauket (CABIN CREW THIS ONES FOR YOU) and again in a 2nd floor apartment in my parents' house.

He has a tattoo with the date 12/23 on his wrist.

He got me into the band Poison the Well. This was a band I was into pretty hard because metalcore was my thing and they were one of the first bands to play that sappy emotional hardcore that kids love so much. Some other ex-girlfriend was way into them too. (L1) She was the first girl I ever felt really in love with and the idiot things I did for her out of desperation for affection had a perfect accompaniment when infused with The Opposite of December (still a pretty solid album despite whatever terrible things it may have inspired.) In fact Jim, L1, and me all went to Hellfest together where PTW played.

They have a song called 12/23/93.

Today, in honor of Jim's tattoo and the absence that makes the heart grow fonder I texted him wishing him a happy 12/23.

I watch Pawn Stars on Netflix. I think I've seen every episode from the beginning to episode like 70 or something. We can talk about that later if you want. On the episode I watched today some dude brought in evidence for the trial of the lindbergh baby. blablabla... he had some nails, some letters, some evidence...

Written on one of the pieces of evidence was the date 12/23/36.

Jim borrowed (and accidentally kept) the book "The Plot Against America" by Philip Roth. This book is historical fiction centering around what might have happened if Lindbergh ran for president and won. So there's 12/23 next to my newly promoted favorite number, 36, on Lindbergh based evidence, right after I text Jim wishing him a happy 12/23rd.

I decided 36 could be my favorite number recently based on the following evidences:

It kept popping up one night at work when I was balancing cash drawers.

It was tattooed on me years ago at random by the tattoo artist Jim introduced me to (Eric @ Devil's Rose). The dice on the bottom of my monopoly tattoo are 3 and 6. Why 36? who knows, didn't ask for it, just wanted a monopoly tattoo.

Of course, the 36 Chambers Wu Tang album.

There's a part in The Cruise (Timothy "Speed" Levitch documentary) where he talks about the vavniks from the kaballah. It was a part that really spoke to me because I have bizarre delusions of grandeur most people mistake for confidence and style (or vice versa) and in general at work I always try to be a Lamed Vavnik in the sense that I like to try to make work better for people even if I'm not receiving credit for it and even if it seems like I'm doing something weird. (like the other day when a lady came in with a story about how she got gamed by a kid who recently abandoned his job and i actually believed her and gave her her money back without a police report and an investigation). Anyway, there are 36 Lamed Vavniks.

Also, my area code changed to 631 when I was a teenager, but whatever about that.

After all this I go on facebook to see whose birthday might be today because I know I know a lot of people with December birthdays.

One birthday (no it's not Jim's). Today's the birthday of my girlfriend Emily's ex-boyfriend. They dated for like forever back when me and Emily didn't know each other as anything but coworkers. And now I live with and have kids (cats) with her.

I also grew up in a house numbered 23. (i can't remember when we moved, but if was 17 when we moved I would like to add that 1+2+2+3+3+6=17)

so that's all. thought it was worth mentioning.