At this time twenty years ago I was nearly two-weeks overdue
with baby # 2, and my doctor asked if I wanted to be induced
on 8-8-88. I declined, not wanting to mess with numerology,
and Nelson was born on 8-11-88, which I much prefer, seeing
that it's an equation: 8x11=88. I admit to being somewhat
intimidated by numbers; in fact, when stretching, instead
of counting to sixty, I say the alphabet twice.
Never been one to study advanced mathmatics,
although the notion of imaginary numbers intrigues me.
Is there an imaginary alphabet, also?