Monday, August 14, 2006

Winning the apocalyptic jackpot

Had a terrific time Sunday at Madison's Goodman Pool, but for the first time, I happened to actually look at the number below the barcode on my pool pass:
I seem to have won the apocalyptic jackpot -- the Number of the Beast, and it's all mine.
Here is wisdom. Let him that hath understanding count the number of the beast: for it is the number of a man; and his number is Six hundred threescore and six. -- Book of Revelation 13:18. (King James)
Other than that, it was a great day.

1 comment:

Mazur said...

The last two times I went to the Goodman pool, someone pooped in it. Both times. We had to leave whle they cleaned it. The poop. I blame your barcode.

Other than that I love the pool. Nonethelss, this town is going to be unrecognizable in 5 years (and I mean that as a neutral statement).