The Star Spangled Banner was penned on my birthday. Princess Grace Died on my 5th birthday.
Actually a lot of people died on my day. Oh well. That's to be expected, there's a lot of people in the world.
Meanwhile, there is someone in San Diego googling me. Hi! and one in El Cajon! Hi! Don't worry, all I know is where your computer is. I don't have the savy to find anything else.
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
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On my birthday, 121 years before, one of the biggest events in cult religions occurred. The Jehovah Witnesses and Seventh Day Adventists call it the Great Disappointment. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Great_Disappointment
A guy named William Miller who claimed to be a Baptist preacher made many people believe Jesus was coming back on that day. When he didn't arrive, everyone was disappointed.
Strange, how I , a very strict fundamentalist Christian, was born on the Day of Disappointment. Coincidentally, my mom confessed when I was a teen that she was disappointed that I was not a girl.
uahsocvl: the disappointing sigh my mom gave out when the doctor told her I was a boy.
Isn't that funny when you're looking at your stats? I'm like, "Oh, hey! There's Yonkers, New York again!" I have no idea who they are, but I feel like I know them.
I feel that way about Tempe AZ, except I think they are now Surprise AZ. I know most of my regulars, but not that one!
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