In honor of the date… 06-06-06

Normally I don’t post stuff like this on here, but I figure since its 06-06-06 why not. Granted I read NO significance into this arbitray number pattern, but these gave me a little chuckle and I thoguht I’d share.

Here are some numbers you may not have known the significance of:

670 – Approximate number of the Beast
DCLXVI – Roman numeral of the Beast
666.0000000 – Number of the High Precision Beast
665.9999954 – Number of the Pentium Beast
0.666 – Number of the Millibeast
/666 – Beast Common Denominator
666 x sq. rt (-1) – Imaginary number of the Beast
1010011010 – Binary of the Beast
1-666 – Area code of the Beast
00666 – Zip code of the Beast
1-900-666-0666 – Live Beasts! Call Now! Only $6.66/minute. (Must be over 18)
$665.95 – Retail price of the Beast
$710.36 – Price of the Beast plus 6.66% state sales tax
$769.95 – Price of the Beast with all accessories and replacement soul
$606.66 – Price of the Beast at Wal-Mart
$566.66 – Price of the Beast at Costco
Phillips 666 – Gasoline of the Beast
Route 666 – Way of the Beast
666 F – Oven temperature for roast Beast
666k – Retirement plan of the Beast
666 mg – Recommended Daily Allowance of Beast
6.66 % – 5 year CD interest rate at First Beast of Hell National Bank ($666 minimum deposit)
6-6-6.xls – Spreadsheet of the Beast
Word 6.66 – Word Processor of the Beast
666i – BMW of the Beast
DSM-666 (revised) – Diagnostic and Statistical Manual of the Beast
668 – Next-door neighbor of the Beast


Port Washington Pirate Fest – Part 2

Where was I? Oh yes onboard the Windy II.

After sailing for what seemed all to short of a time, we headed back towards land to start the pirate invasion. As we began to approache Cap’n bob order the Jolly roger to be lowered enough that it would be hidden behind the sails.

Cap'n Bob gives an order

As we approached the Port Washington Light house we were greeted by a group of kids shouting “Welcome to Port Washington”. Very cute. Myself and a number of the other garbed folks made it a point to keep to the side of the ship closest to land just for the visual for the people on the shore. (ok, that or we just wanted to see what was going on… 🙂 )
As we got closer the Garrison fired off a cannon blast at us, a warning shot we were told. At that point Cap’n Bob order everyone to return to thier seats and the “battle” began. We shouted, we cheered, we jeered, and in general did our best to make enough racket that we could be heard on land. One thing that will stick in my mind for a long time was the incredible sound and feeling of the cannon fire. Onboard the ship every cannon shot


fired at us was picked up by the sails and reverberated through all of the rigging with a near slow motion twang. The kids around me were all certain that each shot has just barely missed them. “DAD! It just ziped right by my head!!!” “I felt that one go by!!!” I didn’t break the illusion and just quietly smiled to myself. Ahh the joys and innocence of youth.

When we pulled along side of the dock we all did our best impressions of Pirates and jeered and hurled insults, breandished weapons, and generaly did our best to put on a good show. During that time I noticed Jen, Heidi, Carl and Julie all watching the ship dock. Heidi took a few shots of me onboard, and I think Carl did as well. I can’t wait to see them.

After we docked everyone made their way off the ship and out into the festival itself. I’ll cover that in yet another post, but for now I need to shower and get ready for work.