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izmeinaToday in this bit of the Wild West of Oz we had a minimum temperature of 22C which is a pleasant change from the string of 25s and 28s.
Strangely, as much as the 40c degree days suck and we have had 14 so far since Christmas, they are not as bad as the days where it stays at 25 plus all night long.
When you get a week of both, then the old brain cells don’t stand a chance.
A max of 22 all year long and not just on this auspicious day would be the perfect weather for this pot bellied python.
Tomorrow’s news will be full of the stories of the lucky babies born on such an auspicious date. Especially the ones who arrived at 2pm or 22.22 on the 24 hour clock.
I like the number 2. I think of it as soft and squishy not sharp and pointy like its neighbours 1 and 3. Four is just a bit too respectable. Literally SO square. Of course 0 is the coolest and squishiest of all.
My muggle incarnation landed with lots of 5s but the serpent version is rather more partial to the very sociable 6 and its satanic relatives.
I am not into numerology at all so I guess it is either a synesthesia thing or something to do with the actual properties of the numbers. The shapes they make - squares, rectangles, triangles, cubes etc.
In the Rider Waite tarot deck, every single one of the fives is the picture of misery. Even the normally happy cheerful cups.
Alistair Crowley’s Thoth deck 2 of pentacles with the infinite serpent is one of my favourites. Especially the emerald versions.
Much nicer than that stupid medieval juggler on most of the other decks.
On this auspicious day I had planned to answer one of those questions from a recent meme posted by Catness and Reg Flint
“Are you lucky?”
But that was before the old green cells just suddenly crashed because it is very hot and stuffy upstairs where the Big Mac lurks.
I guess the short answer is yes because I was born 3 months early and was stuck in an incubator for ages and in those dinosaur days, the odds of such an early premature baby surviving even six months were a lot less than 50/50.
My parents were also lucky not to be living in the USA when I turned up because my birth would have bankrupted them whether or not I survived.
But I have noticed when I am in the green zone I am very lucky, when in the red zone very unlucky. Amber and yellow don't seem to have a particular pattern. Yellow of course is always better than orange but not quite as magical as green in spite of its sneaky attempt to move up the pecking order last year.
Strangely, as much as the 40c degree days suck and we have had 14 so far since Christmas, they are not as bad as the days where it stays at 25 plus all night long.
When you get a week of both, then the old brain cells don’t stand a chance.
A max of 22 all year long and not just on this auspicious day would be the perfect weather for this pot bellied python.
Tomorrow’s news will be full of the stories of the lucky babies born on such an auspicious date. Especially the ones who arrived at 2pm or 22.22 on the 24 hour clock.
I like the number 2. I think of it as soft and squishy not sharp and pointy like its neighbours 1 and 3. Four is just a bit too respectable. Literally SO square. Of course 0 is the coolest and squishiest of all.
My muggle incarnation landed with lots of 5s but the serpent version is rather more partial to the very sociable 6 and its satanic relatives.
I am not into numerology at all so I guess it is either a synesthesia thing or something to do with the actual properties of the numbers. The shapes they make - squares, rectangles, triangles, cubes etc.
In the Rider Waite tarot deck, every single one of the fives is the picture of misery. Even the normally happy cheerful cups.
Alistair Crowley’s Thoth deck 2 of pentacles with the infinite serpent is one of my favourites. Especially the emerald versions.
Much nicer than that stupid medieval juggler on most of the other decks.
On this auspicious day I had planned to answer one of those questions from a recent meme posted by Catness and Reg Flint
“Are you lucky?”
But that was before the old green cells just suddenly crashed because it is very hot and stuffy upstairs where the Big Mac lurks.
I guess the short answer is yes because I was born 3 months early and was stuck in an incubator for ages and in those dinosaur days, the odds of such an early premature baby surviving even six months were a lot less than 50/50.
My parents were also lucky not to be living in the USA when I turned up because my birth would have bankrupted them whether or not I survived.
But I have noticed when I am in the green zone I am very lucky, when in the red zone very unlucky. Amber and yellow don't seem to have a particular pattern. Yellow of course is always better than orange but not quite as magical as green in spite of its sneaky attempt to move up the pecking order last year.
