Flowers on Blinds?

Yesterday I had to deal with all the painful issues involved in going to an institution that’s so big and unwieldy that bureaucracy and red tape control it. So I was doing the run around from the registrar to academic advisement and finally to a professor’s office where she was writing a letter on my behalf. So she absentmindedly asks, “What’s today’s date?” And I think for a second, then remember the card I got from hKetG in the morning. “Oh. It’s the fourth of May. I know that because it’s my birthday.”

She looks at me oddly, then wishes me congratulations.

Anyways….

hKetG, you should know that we, I mean all of us, your friends, random readers of your blog, avid fans, I mean all of us, we all watch out for these things and are oh, so grateful that you keep us on top of these critical factoids, so we don't G-d forbid go on with our day without knowing the frequency of its appearance on our calendar.

Thursday: jeudi. Friday: vendredi.