A date to remember

Using the British-English date format today is 11th December, 2013. Which can be written as 11/12/13.

I was talking to my dad a few weeks ago, on 10th November 2013 and he mentioned that the day before was the last day for its kind for a long time.

This mysterious, pessimistic view of the date confused me until he told me it was 09/11/13 and it would be 90 years or so (1st March 2105.....in 91 years and 223 days I think) until the next time there are 3 consecutive odd numbers in a date (01/03/05).

I found this amazing and a bit humbling. It makes you wonder about your existence. The dates will just keep on going, forever. It sort of makes you wish you had celebrated the date properly. Like it would be something special.

11/12/13 will be consecutive numbers. The last time this will happen for basically the rest of my lifetime. The next time will be 01/02/03...1st February 2103.

So if I am able to live to 120, I will make sure my great-great-grandchildren fully acknowledge the significance of this date, there's only 2 of them every century.

Me, celebrating. I'm not 120, yet...

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