This is something that I noticed today, Flight 77 crashed in the Pentagon that is 77 feet tall.
Its not that wierd, but on tuesday afternoon I was listening to my radio station on launch.com when this comedy recording came on (the program randomly selects stuff to play). This was a recording from 1993 in New York (just before the car bomb on the towers) and the guy was talking about how he loves watching the news and motor racing to se disasters. (sounds pretty gruesome now, but its understandable, I mean, most people do watch motor racing to see the crashes).
Although I’m skeptical, I find it strangely compelling when I read you guys talking about dreams apparently predicting the event, especially Kitty’s story as the others are quite vague about it.
These things keep my mind spinning and I need to tell someone:
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My sister lives 15 minutes from the Pentagon.
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The best man in my wedding stood on his roof in the Village (on 14th St.) on Tuesday and watched the whole shit-storm happen (until it became too smoky and he had to escape back into his apartment).
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A gentleman that worked for me (and a good friend) moved relocated just west of Pittsburgh last month.
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I live in Coral Springs, FL, 2 blocks from Mohammed Atta’s apartment. He flew one of the planes that took off from Boston.
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My company recently moved. The new office was, until April when we relocated here and remodeled it, an Islamic Mosque (sp?). The Wudu http://www.usc.edu/dept/MSA/reference/glossary/term.WUDU.html station was located directly behind me.
Maybe I’m reading things into a tough situation, maybe I’m looking for answers within and being overly sensitive; but to think that the plans for yesterday’s events were discussed or even acknowledged at all (I make this assumption only because of the Coral Springs/Mohammed Atta connection. We’re about 3 miles away from his apartment.) in the place that I now work makes my brain hurt.
Thanks for hearing me out.
Gamelan
PS. All my friends and family mentioned above were unharmed (physically) although they all lost friends in the attacks.
my friends and i got together this past weekend, and just for fun we all gave each other tarot card readings (just a mindless diversion for a slow saturday night). We all asked about auditions for our drama group would go. we all got neutral-to-positive readings, except we each had the Tower card in a position indicating events in the future. (the Tower card has a picture of a burning, collapsing tower with people falling out of it, and usually is meant to signify a great disaster of some kind). auditions started yesterday.
i don’t believe in tarot cards as future predictors, but i still got a chill when i saw the WTC come crashing down.
If you haven’t seen the thread, I’ve been reading the tarot for fellow board members. I’ve been stuck recently, partly because I cut my finger and it hurts to shuffle the cards, but also because of this: I’ve gotten to Anniz, and the first reading I did was absolutely awful, predicting terrible things. I decided I had stopped shuffling too soon so I did a new reading, which looked good, except that it didn’t really say anything you couldn’t have gotten of the boards. So I did a third reading, and it was as terrible as the first.
I wonder now if those two terrible readings were predicting yesterday. I didn’t write either of them down, so I’ll never know.
Was this by any chance George Carlin? When he said that his favorite part of the news was bad news, like a hospital on fire and people on crutches are jumping off the roof? Wanting to see the pits explode during a car race? Wanting a tornado to hit a church on Sunday?
Wait…I can’t tell if you think I’m lying or not 
I go to Stuyvesant HS 3 blocks away from the crash (saw the whole thing). That morning, I mentioned to a friend how “it came to me today that everybody walking to school looks like a zombie, like everybody’s doing the same thing they do any other day…it’s so boring and repetitive”
Boy was that ironic.
BTW the most unreal thing was that we have TVs in every classroom and as I saw the buildings collapse, the same thing happened to the left of me out the window. I couldn’t believe it was happening right there…it was all on TV I told myself.
Well, it’s not actually about this particular incident, so consider it a minor hijack if you wish…
But a few weeks ago, we were covering a pretty major bike race. The editor-in-chief wanted the race story at the top of the page. The guy doing the page mis-heard the E-i-C, and while he did use it as the punch (story with the biggest picture), it wasn’t at the top. The next day the E-i-C fussed at us, and told us the only way he didn’t want to see the bike race at the top of the page was “if something falls out of the sky and people die.”
Not 15 minutes after he said that, we got the word that two training jets from the Air Force base had crashed. One of the pilots was killed.
NaughtyMe
If you’re going to be snotty about it you might at least do your math right. 1+7*5=36.
I write for an alternative paper and we started production 9/11. Two different articles were submitted to us with jokes about terrorist attacks. Both were written prior to the actual attacks. Needless to say we excised both reerences.
Well.
As you may know, I read M.J.Agee’s cite often.
She has said repeatedly that the rapture should happen on a Jewish feast day.
Also, that we (like Noah) would have a 7 day warning of some kind.
Sept. 18th is a feast day. One week after the fall of the towers.
Heres here page on it:
http://home.pe.net/~mjagee/procon803.html
During my walk home, I spotted a rental truck parked on a grassy area between the Pentagon and the Navy Annex. The truck’s doors were open and had apparently been abandoned.
Wouldn’t the answer be 40?
1 + 7 = 8
8 * 5 = 40
since you would take do the functions from left to right, and there are no parenthesis isolating the 7*5 as a seperate entity?
screech-owl
(trying deperately to remember correctly 8th grade algebra)
Without parenthesis, a multiply or divide function always takes precedence.
Not eerie, but my husband was scheduled to fly from Denver to St. Louis on Tuesday morning. He had gone to the Broncos game on Monday night, and got home after midnight. When the alarm went off at 5 AM Tuesday, he shut it off and said he’d just catch a later flight.
I woke up at 7:30 and turned on the TV to check the day’s weather and learned what happened.
I never thought I’d say this, but I am so happy that he stayed out late and missed his flight! I don’t know exactly when the Denver airport stopped flights, but I’d be willing to guess my husband’s was pretty close to the cut off time. And now I have him at home, where he belongs!
Thank you. Now you see why I went into the arts instead of math.
We have a thread on this particular curiosity going here
Couple things:
One, I’m wondering if a bunch of people were going to work a bit later than usual because they went to vote in the primaries before hand. Thank goodness for that.
Two, there was an incredibly bad (and I mean horrendous) thunderstorm Monday night in NY. In fact, it was storming for much of the day, but I got on a bus at 7 PM Monday night and I could NOT see where the buildings stopped and the sky started, it was so black. There was a dumpload of rain too.
Capacitor, is that true?! About your co-worker?! Freakin’ report it! It’s too strange.
Wishbone, that’s freaky.
Now…
There was a message on our home anwsering machine last night that sounds like Arabic to me and husband. I played it back to a friend and she urged me to report it. This morning I did, to the FBI website. What can I say? It freaks me out. Sure, it’s coincidence, but still.
On Tuesday, I first heard about it in Spanish class.
On the day we started our section with airline travel vocabulary.
Of which one of the words is “estrellarse”, which means “to crash.” “Estrellado” means “crashed”.
It also means “star-spangled”.
major MAJOR chills