Type something often enough and it looks wrong.

This happens twice today, but won’t happen again for one hundred years, long after I am gone (unless I got the longevity gene from my great-grandmother Fitch, in which case I’ll only miss it by about thirty eight years). This item is posting at 12:12 (probably take about twelve seconds) on the twelfth day of the twelfth month of the twelfth year of this century.

Chat ya later…

Thanks for stopping by, In GOD We Trust, and Wear Red on Fridays!

P.S. – I’ll save you the math. I turn 51 in 15 days. GGma Fitch lived to be 112.

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