1 June 1938 (First Appearance of the Man of Steel)

Your date of conception was on or about 8 September 1937 which was a Wednesday.
(Actually Kalel was concieved in 1932.)

You were born on a Wednesday
under the astrological sign Gemini.
Your Life path number is 1.

Life Path Compatibility:
You are most compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 1, 5 & 7.
You should get along well with those with the Life Path numbers 3 & 9.
You may or may not get along well with those with the Life Path number 8.
You are least compatible with those with the Life Path numbers 2, 4, 6, 11 & 22.
(I guess Louis is a 1, and Lana is a 7.)

The Julian calendar date of your birth is 2429050.5.
The golden number for 1938 is 1.
The epact number for 1938 is -1.
The year 1938 was not a leap year.

Your birthday falls into the Chinese year beginning 1/31/1938 and ending 2/18/1939.
You were born in the Chinese year of the Tiger.
(Interesting, blog author is also a Tiger. It is a sign.)

Your Native American Zodiac sign is Elk; your plant is Mullein.

You were born in the Egyptian month of Mesore, the fourth month of the season of Shomu (Harvest).

Your date of birth on the Hebrew calendar is 2 Sivan 5698.

The date of Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 17 April 1938.
The date of Orthodox Easter on your birth year was Sunday, 24 April 1938.
The date of Ash Wednesday (the first day of Lent) on your birth year was Wednesday 2 March 1938.
The date of Whitsun (Pentecost Sunday) in the year of your birth was Sunday 5 June 1938.
The date of Whisuntide in the year of your birth was Sunday 12 June 1938.
The date of Rosh Hashanah in the year of your birth was Monday, 26 September 1938.
The date of Passover in the year of your birth was Saturday, 16 April 1938.
The date of Mardi Gras on your birth year was Tuesday 1 March 1938.

As of 8/30/2006 1:51:03 AM EDT
You are 68 years old.
(Holy shnike Batman. Get me a Hoover Round.)
You are 818 months old.
You are 3,561 weeks old.
You are 24,927 days old.
You are 598,249 hours old.
You are 35,894,991 minutes old.
You are 2,153,699,463 seconds old.

Celebrities who share your birthday:
Danny Zavatsky (1982) Alanis Morissette (1974) (Isn't that Ironic?) Ron Wood (1947)
Rene Auberjonois (1940) Morgan Freeman (1937) Pat Boone (1934)
Edward Woodward (1930) Bob Monkhouse (1928) Andy Griffith (1926)
Marilyn Monroe (1926) Nelson Riddle (1921)

Top songs of 1938

Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 9.75616438356164 years old. (You old hound dog, you!)


There are 275 days till your next birthday
on which your cake will have 69 candles.

Those 69 candles produce 69 BTUs,
or 17,388 calories of heat (that's only 17.3880 food Calories!) .
You can boil 7.89 US ounces of water with that many candles.

In 1938 the US population was approximately 122,775,046 people, 41.2 persons per square mile.
In 1938 in the US there were approximately 1,126,856 marriages (9.2%) and 195,961 divorces (1.6%)
In 1938 in the US there were approximately 1,327,000 deaths (11.3 per 1000)
In the US a new person is born approximately every 8 seconds.
In the US one person dies approximately every 12 seconds.

In 1938 the population of Australia was approximately 6,935,909.
In 1938 there were approximately 120,415 births in Australia.
In 1938 in Australia there were approximately 62,411 marriages and 3,122 divorces.
In 1938 in Australia there were approximately 66,451 deaths.


Your birthstone is Alexandrite (Odd my arch-enemy is named Alexander.)

The Mystical properties of Alexandrite

Alexandrite can assist one in centering the self, reinforcing self-esteem, and augmenting ones ability to experience joy.
Some lists consider these stones to be your birthstone. (Birthstone lists come from Jewelers, Tibet, Ayurvedic Indian medicine, and other sources)
Pearl, Moonstone, Opal

Your birth tree is
Ash Tree, the Ambition
Uncommonly attractive, vivacious, impulsive, demanding, does not care for criticism, ambitious, intelligent, talented, likes to play with its fate, can be egoistic, very reliable and trustworthy, faithful and prudent lover, sometimes brains rule over heart, but takes partnership very serious.


There are 117 days till Christmas 2006!
There are 130 days till Orthodox Christmas!

The moon's phase on the day you were
born was waxing crescent.

I'm A Nerd, I Guess

I got a new job today. I agreed to write a column for Nerd City. It is a internet site for all things nerd. I will be contributing articles on superheroes, and occasionally the world they live in. I may do the occasional first. I want to cover the Civil War going on in Marvel. That will also give me a chance to research some characters. Like I research.

If you like Star Trek, your a computer geek, a true movie buff (subtitles required for this), comic book fan, like saying what if Dr. Spock and Dr. Seuss got in a fight..., and all things nerd; then you should bookmark this site. At least come by and tell me which Superboy is the best when I do that topic.

For those of you worried about it. Yes, there will be someone checking my grammar, and I will use spell check.

Oh, one last thing. I need a cool pseudonym. They all have one. I want one. Any ideas? Remember the comic book theme.

I Graduated Yesterday, Oh Circa 2000 (Revised)


Yesterday was my day off. So I decided to do something constructive, like bug SNU into giving me a degree. Why would I do that? Well I had 130 hours. It only takes 125 to graduate. So why wouldn't I?

First, they wanted me to join the Adult Studies Program. I would recieve 60 to 88 hours of credit for my college and "life experience." Then they would graciously let me pay them another $17,000 dollars to go thru the program. I already have enough hours to graduate. Why would I want to get another 36 hours?

Next, they wanted me to finish my original degree. Now to do this I needed 5 more hours in Psychology. I found this interesting because the last time I talked to them I only had 2 hours left. The time before that I only had 1 hour left. Interesting how those classes just seem to keep magically appearing. I guess they want another 17K one way or another.

I looked at the lady and said, "lets be honest." I have tried this 3 or 4 times now, and I don't think it will go any better this time. I just want a degree, and I want it today. What can you do? She printed of my transcript, and sent me to see the head of the Psych. dept. She said if I could figure out 3 areas that added up to 60 hours in 3000 and 4000 level class I could get a degree.

So I walk into my ol' prof's office, she is eating, and I think she almost choked on her food. It problem didn't help that I said, "Alright lets try this one more time." Then I explained my new plan. She signed the paper before I could even finish filling it out. I still needed the signature of the Soc. dept. head. After obtaining his signature, I figured I was good to go.

I take the paper back to the Registers Office. Thinking I am done. No. I am told the Dean of Academic Affairs has to sign off. I figure she won't go against two dept. heads, will she? Then I start thinking about that grade point avg. (I will not lament over not smelling the roses at the end of my life.) I never figured it up, and Dr. Stasser didn't either. Then I think, Dr. Banz (Dean) goes to my church. Hopefully she will recognize me, and sign it without really even checking. No. I don't even get to talk to her. The secretary takes the paper, and says I'll be called.

Today at 2:30pm I get the call. "Your paper work is being processed, and your diploma is in the mail." The diploma will be back dated to at least Y2K.

I got out without paying another dime. I can't effen believe it. It is a freakin' miracle.

First post here, so I am not sure what I am doing really.

Thought I would share my favorite new poet, Saul Williams. This comes from his book The Dead Emcee Scrolls: The Lost Teachings of Hip-Hop. Once I figure out how to make everything look cool, I will post my poetry. Enjoy.

Untimely Meditations
Chapter1

Time is money. Money is time.
So, I keep seven o'clock in the
bank and gain interest in the
hour of God. I'm saving to buy
my freedom. God grant me wings.
I'm too fly not to fly. Eye sore
to look at humans without wings.
So, I soar. And find tickle in the
feather of my wings. Flying
hysterically over land. Numerically,
I am seven mountains higher than
the valley of death, seven dimensions
deeper than dimensions of breath.

"too fly not to fly." I love it.
Honestly this stuff has brought me back to poetry. It has reminded me I have more to say than pissed off romance crap. I'm pissed about other stuff too, and maybe the love stuff will be happy now.