There are fifty-two weeks in a year, fifty-two cards in a deck, and if you count the talls and the shorts, there are fifty-two characters in the alphabet. In ASCII, the number 52 conjures the numerical character which identifies as 4; this is also true in UTF-8. Some people think there are 52 states in the USA; I'm thinking those people are counting cards instead of stars. Numerologists claim that fifty-two is an angel number--whatever. Soon, there will be fifty-two cakes in my personal lake of fire. Unfortunately, I cannot have my cakes and burn them too, so here's to the establishment of a new cake: may it be moist, delicious, and burn hotter than an electric vehicle in a church parking lot. So, where do I plan to be after fifty-two? Fifty-Three Miles West of Venus sounds interesting. Maybe I'll catch a ride in Herbie, The Love Bug. Probably, I'll just be tossing another cake into the lake.
Posted: July 23, 2024, 2:31 pm