I'm the kind of guy who gets really excited over the odometer rolling to a new number. Not only do I get excited when it clicks to a nice round multiple of 10000, but also fun numbers like 75757.5, or 111111 (I made a point of driving 11 mph when I hit that one. No. Seriously. I pulled to the shoulder of the PCH, which is...Hwy 1). Palindromes are always exciting: 98338.9, or 48384. But it's seeing my favorite numbers like π or e that gives me a unique pleasure, the all-time greatest being when the odometer in my Mustang read out the golden number Φ:
Notice that the digits span beyond the odometer to include the trip meter. A little bit of planning, and voila! An increased level of precision, which paints a more exacting picture of your nerdiness to your wife, so that she can use it to more accurately make fun of you.
But now I have one that I'm hoping won't generate mockery from my beauty, although she will certainly roll her eyes after she dries them.
Today is a special day. Tonight, at around, oh, about 9:09:09 PM, my wife and I will have been married for 9 years, 9 months, 9 days, 9 hours, 9 minutes and 9 seconds. So, as you're reading this we're on our way up to San Francisco for a surprise overnight nonce. Why go so far for this? Because there's a restaurant up there called The Nines. And we're gonna go there for dinner after we play some 9-Ball (9 games of it, for sure, not to mention we'll squeeze in 9 innings of listening to the Dodgers lose on the radio.). And waiting at our table will be nine roses. And because of the wonderful people there at the restaurant, Beethoven's 9th Symphony will be playing in the background (and "1999" and "99 luftballons"...)
So you see, I am compelled to go the whole nine yards, or my psyche will be...will be...DECIMATED. And who knows? Maybe nine months from now...
At any rate, your Ninecompoop loves ya, Maria!
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best,
kerry
Duck, you leave me in awe. I need to start planning MY romantic nerdy getaway....
wow. in so many different ways, all i can say is 'wow'. so, what was maria's reaction? do tell...
Kerry:
Thanks! Very interesting! I take it you're the filmaker?
Duck
Ray:
I think you have it in you...
Duck
Amy:
She was thrilled, although very weirded out because I kept her in the dark and she's not a big fan of surprises. Needless to say, driving 8 hours for a dinner date is a big surprise. Slowly as the evening went on she started to pick up on the nine theme (we listened to all nine innings of the Giants/Dodgers game, too) By the time I gave her a card I made describing what it was all about, she was convinced that I am the all-time biggest dork, but she was still very pleased, and most importantly, we had a great time.
yes, the film-maker. I had better beg off this nine conversation, it's getting away from me.
All best,
kerry
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I did have a great time once it became clear I wasn't going to be put on the spot in any unusual way. I also thoroughly enjoyed beating him at 9 games of 9 ball (5-4) although the odds were in my favor because he had Bella in his arms for about half the shots.
I also got a 20 (or was it 19?) minute driving lesson in the Mustang-a dream come true! Now I just have to find a way to practice.
And no, I don't think you're the biggest dork. In fact I'm very proud of the fact that you come up with very unique, sometimes different, but always beautiful gifts for me.
I guess you should have driven a little slower though and taken 9 hours to get up there instead of 8?
So when's my next surprise? xoxo
Just to leave this thread at nine comments....
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