At dinner the other night,
my son told me that the Apocalypse was coming soon. Of course, I knew this since he gets his
driverâ€™s license this year â€“ OK, maybe thatâ€™s just a parental apocalypse . . .
He told me that it was far
worse than that. And it made the last
interesting date this year, April 5,
look like nuthinâ€™ in comparison.
At six minutes and six seconds
after six AM on June 6, itâ€™ll be:
Of course, unlike the April 5 fun date, this date works in Europe, too. Iâ€™m not a religious guy, but
itâ€™s gotta mean something.