My customer was in town to partake in our current snowstorm. She stopped by the jobsite and took a call from a friend of hers who was married today in Anchorage in order to celebrate today’s Triple Twelve. Unfortunately, I was overheard in the background saying, “Let’s hope they don’t get divorced on 11-12-13.”

I did try to apologize for my snarkiness, which made my client laugh, but only further ticked off the newlywed. Anchorage has never been known for its sense of humor.

Nine more days to the Great Mayan Revenge. Personally, I’ll be celebrating the Winter Solstice and the (presumed) gaining of daylight.