The 13th

Friday 13th 2011.

Could not pass up writing today. It seems that people are caught up with this bogus “bad luck day”. Not I.

I have learned to watch the masses and run the opposite direction. To be honest, the number 13 has always been good to me. Growing up we lived in apartment #(you guessed it) 13.  Never any encounters with aliens in the early hours of the morning or anything out of the ordinary for that matter.

No, you won’t turn into anything at the stroke of midnight and that black cat that just crossed your path is simply running like hell from that damn loud barking fierce Doberman miniature attack/watch dog!

So relax, grab your couch food, chug back your 2 litres of diet Dr. Pepper and settle in for your favorite re-runs of Freddy Krueger’s



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