I was walking in the park the other day when I saw my buddy Paul. I stopped
him to mention that I had the strangest dream last night. Paul listened
intently as I told him that the dream consisted mainly of one thing. The
dream was about a huge glowing number "6" It was made of sparkling
gold and platinum.
Paul's curiosity was aroused. I went on to tell him that the first thing
that I did that morning was to grab the daily racing digest and look up
the sixth race.
Paul became more curious. So I told him that the #6 horse in the sixth
race was named "The Sixth Element." Paul started smiling. Then
I told Paul in detail what I did that day.
- I ate six bowls of cereal for breakfast and drank six cups of tea.
- I went for a six mile run.
- I took a six minute cold shower
- I used the sixth tie I found in my closet
- I sat in my Hyundai for six minutes before cranking it up
- I drove to the racetrack and parked in the in the sixth row
- I entered through the sixth admissions gate
- I bought six programs
- I went to the sixth betting window and bet $6666 on the sixth horse
in the sixth race
- I sat in the sixth row ensuring there were six people sitting on both
sides of me.
I settled in waiting for the race to start.
"Well," said Paul. "Did your horse win?"
I frowned at Paul and said, "Dumb ass horse came in sixth."
