What is your emotional reaction when you see the number 9? Where does your thought train take you to? I think of... well, the movie 9 starring the voices of Elijah Wood and Jennifer Connelly, of course. I think of a BK #9. Not sure what that even is. Crispy Chicken Sandwich combo? I think of "no" in German. I think of ringwraiths from LOTR. My emotional reaction to 9 is the same reaction I'd have to a proton. Kind of the same vibe - it's a building block. I think there should be 9 days in a week, with 5 days of work and 4 days off. What if I told you it's not that 7 ate 9, but 9 ate 7? Investig8 9. I think everyone should be required to have 9 cats. That's a total of 81 cat lives per household. (The census should include cats.)
The number 83 has bad vibes - I feel tension when it's around, like an unresolved B diminished chord. It's almost something, but not quite.
444 is my angel number. When I shared that with someone the other day they said, "That's everyone's angel number." Wrong. I feel existential comfort when 444 appears in any context: the clock, a transaction, a summation, a random code. Yes, I am run by synchronicity, paranoia, and confirmation bias. Not as much as the shaman I had a long phone call with a couple years ago, who spoke about conspiracies, numerology, cosmic coincidences and all that. Good guy.
I think the only single digits I vibe with are 2, 3, and 8, purely based on their auras and aesthetics. They have a certain self-ownership and power to them. Lean back and look at them sometime - see if you agree. 5 does have a mystical quality to it, but it's a different energy than mine. Going with my gut, I bet Pisces folks vibe with 5. I imagine Cancers must vibe with 69, as that as their symbol turned sideways. 6 feels like a Scorpio number. Again, going with my gut here. I thought I had a gut the other day but it turns out I'm just bloated most of my waking life.
There's something I like about 774. It seems like an ancient number. When I picture 774 I picture the stereotypical yellow sand and pyramids of Egypt.
The post-labor commotion of 5:50pm has ruined that number for me, what with everyone rushing to get back to the somewhere they departed from in the long-gone morning. 15:51 is nice, aesthetically. Being the deep person I am, I do use the 24h clock.
Sometimes when I'm dating a loaf of bread, I find it wildly, irrationally funny the thought of dating it something like, May 65th.
Would you agree that each alphabetical character has a number associated with it? I think it cycles. Right now I think A=11. B=62. C=7. D is... what? There's no way in hell it's associated with anything involving an 8, or a 7. D=40. E=1. Obviously J=13. O=22, as well as November. Therefore, my name is 13117November62. What's your name?
The edition of Lonesome Dove I just finished was 858 pages - a very satisfying number to end on. It seems like the average book is around 300 pages, but something about that leaves me seeking more, or less. 220 pages or less, or 380+, but not in between, please.
I am sick of the number 1. Just about as overplayed as Hotel California. Also, 8 is Thursday. 2027 will be a good year - way better than 1027.
You ever open the calculator app on your phone and there’s a random number there, and you have no idea what you were trying to figure out that led to that number? This morning I opened the calculator app and there was the number 10,000. Just 10,000. At some point in the past couple weeks I calculated something, came up with the number 10,000, looked at it, nodded and went “yup” and put my phone away. Here I am today, I open the calculator app and see 10,000 and go “the fuck does that mean? 10,000 what?"
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