Where have all the paranoids gone?

Tomorrow will be Nevember 6, 2005, or - as is sometimes abbreviated - 11-6-05. After the new millenium began, I remember getting paranoid e-mails on a regular basis along the lines of "Today is 03-03-03, and this phenomenon won't happen again for another two gazillion years." Of course, the next year, the same frenzy erupted over 04-04-04, not to mention on 01-02-03 and 06-05-04 and such-like. So I'm just surprised that no one has sent some vaguely menacing e-mail around about how "Eleven minus six equals five!! AUGH!! Run for your lives!!"

But speaking of, when my son was five years old we went to Destin for our summer vacation, and Paul was playing in the water. He was doing the usual walk up to the water as the waves recede, and then try to outrun them as they come ashore. When each wave came, he would yell, "Run for your lives!" But the really cute part was when he would walk back out, and say, "Whew! Walk for your lives...." To me, listening to the great things my kids think of to say is one of the major rewards of parenting.