Having just had our son born about a week ago at 37 weeks I remembered last October when we found out we were pregnant and the doctor giving us the estimated due date of June 6, 2006.
Being the non-religious/non-supersticious person that I am I just found it amusing, told a few friends, and joked about naming him Damien.
However, being of this earth I know more than a few overly religious / overly supersticious folk out there who would easily get bent out of shape over this.
And even at the hospital I talked to a few of the nurses who worked in delivery and asked them if they had any plans as how to handle any hysterical mothers that might think they are giving birth to the anti-christ. They had no such plans.
So, any thoughts as to any foreseeable nuts out there who may take this thing a little too seriously and do something nutty.
(And yes, I would have named him Damien if he was born on his due date.)
Coincidentally enough, I was wondering last night if 6/6/06 might be the date of another terrorost attack somewhere on the planet. Perhaps I shouldn’t even be poting this?
The station my husband listens to was discussing this and they said some people were planning C-sections around avoidance of the date. What. EVAH.
When my son was a baby, the original Omen was released. My ex drew three 6s on the sprout’s head with a magic marker and “discovered” them while he was giving him a bath. Yeah…he was a riot.
My friend’s baby is due 6/6/06. We were sure she would go early, but here we are and no baby yet! She says she will name him Damien if he’s born that day. I bet there’ll be a lot of Damiens that day.
She wants me to help deliver him. I’m thinking of sneaking a Sharpie marker into the delivery room!
I’m going to reply to this the same way I replied to people asking me if I thought something was going to happen on January 1, 2000: It’s only that date because we say it is. It’s not part of some great cosmic plan.
I’m behind anything that’ll discourage parents from unleashing more Hunters, Coopers, Taylors, Connors, Chases and other last-name-as-first-name babies on the world.
My mother’s family thought I was bad luck because one of my aunts was badly injured the day I was born. (She tried to clean a metal fan without unplugging it first). Also, they thought I was weird because I was quiet, (they scared the hell out of me). AND, I didn’t look like any of them (thank god), therefore, there was something “wrong” about me.
Then, the original Omen came out. My sister thought it was funny that my birthday was 6/26/63. My mother, who for the previous couple of years had been sliding into schizophrenia, began to think her family had been right about me all along. :rolleyes: Life got really interesting after that.
You of course mean of Biblical proportions?
I know I worked hard at 3 companies to ensure that there were no major computer glitches on that day.
There was a lot of code to fix and software to upgrade.
Naming a kid Damian if born on 6/6/06 sounds cute now, but probably will not serve the child well in life. Pick an easier name or use Damian as the middle name. A Damian could end up getting picked on just for his name.
Heads to another room so he can laugh out loud and not piss Kal off
C’mon, that had to buy him an extra week, right?
If 6/6/6/ was gonna bother some so much I’m surprised a memo didn’t circulate back on 9/6/5 warning of the chronographic copulatory calamity.
I suppose they’ll have the same experience as the April Fool’s babies or the Leap Year babies…they’ll develop unusually strong eye-rolling muscles as they grow older.
Ha HA. Wow. Never heard that one before.
You get the idea.
