By strange I mean stuff like Friday the 13th, February 29th, etc.
My birthday, September 30, has NOTHING strange about it whatsoever, besides the fact that it’s the last day of the month. Oh yes, and 9 and 30 are both divisible by 3.
My birthday (Nov. 16) is the same day as my father’s, my best friend’s mother’s, and my step-mother’s father’s. Plus It’s the day before my younger sister’s. I don’t know if that’s waht you were looking for, but that’s all I got
It’s a real stretch, but my birthday was 2/25/1970. This translates to the value 25624 in Excel. The Chicago song “25 or 6 to 4” appears on “Chicago II”, which was released in January 1970 and the song was likely played on the radio on 2/25/70.
Perhaps more noteworthy is the fact that my 23rd birthday occurred just one day before the first terrorist attack on the World Trade Center, which was on February 26, 1993. Had it been the day before it would have certainly put a damper on the day. This is why I feel sorry for anyone whose birthday or anniversary falls on September 11.
Yep, September 10th here. The day before the attacks. The day that some younger people refer to as passe, as in “That’s SOOO Sept. 10th.” My brother-in-law’s is September 11.
Mine is 13 September – the first Friday I remember, I was nine, and I remember none of my little friends believed me!
Funny, though, I found out years later that my all time fave athlete had got his first major league hit on 13 September…and then whilst I was working on my dissertation on Louis the Pious, I found out that he was coronated on 13 September…hmmm…
My niece is a Christmas baby, one nephew 31 October…my aunt and her son are 12 February (Lincoln’s Birthday, not the same year, obviously), a girl cousin 14 February, and my mum 14 July (Bastille Day). Crikey!