Much has been made of the Chinese fixation with the number eight at these Summer Olympic games; the opening ceremonies officially began, after all, on 08/08/08 at 08:08:08.
Anyone who read my first book, Waking Lazarus, knows I have a particular fondness for patterns of eight myself. So the first thing I thought, after watching Phelps win his last gold medal, was: how fitting.
In an eight-obsessed Olympics, Phelps is taking home eight gold medals.
Cue the creepy woo-woo music. Or, if you prefer, the creepy conspiracy theorists.
I actually got married last
I actually got married last month--on 8-8-08, yes...at 8:00. (Not sure if we nailed the 8:08 part, but we tried...)
I know, I'm weird.
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