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I Nined 9-9-9 so Hard

My anniversary of arriving into this world was held yesterday. The date being September 9, 2009 and of course, the sexier version of this date is, 9-9-9. Now, I usually don't make a big deal about things like this but seriously, this was really quite fucking cool, and you know that you're all jealous because your birthdates suck. Oh yah, I also turned 16 on September, 9, 1999 or 9-9-99. haha... I am such a jackass.

Here are 9 interesting things about the number 9, the date of 9-9-9, and things I did to celebrate this occasion that made it so memorable.

1. Screw the 7: 6 should be afraid of the 9?

Some people are afraid of the date because the say that, 9-9-9, is 6-6-6 upside-down and thus the sign of the Devil. I say psssssssshit. I say, that 9-9-9 is the mirror image, or opposite of 6-6-6 (The Devil), which means I am God or Jesus, or whichever one you praise/fear more. On the other hand, if 9-9-9 is an upside-down 6-6-6, maybe I am just the Devil doing a handstand.

2. Horse #9, Race #9

Was it just a coincidence that my birthday fell on the last day of races at The Del Mar Racetrack? I think not! It was also very nice that it was, Free Entrance and Half Price Beer Day.

Of course I bet on the #9 horse in every race, especially in the ninth race. It was not a very good strategy at first. I was only putting down the minimum on the 9 to win each race, but it was slowly adding up, because he never fucking won. I was making some other bets, but the fact that I had to throw the 9 in there kept on ruining me. I would be picking trifectas and quinellas and I didn't want to have conflicting bets, so I would includ the 9. What a dumb-ass move It was alright though, cause the ninth race was just around the corner, and it was my destiny to win that shit.

Going into the ninth race I had lost every bet, except for one well paying quinella (which did not include the 9). My faith in my numerical destiny was wavering a bit, but not wavering enough to make me stop from going huge on that ninth race. I told myself earlier in the day that if I was up at all, I would put $99 on the 9 to win in the ninth.

#9 dressed in my favorite jerseys of all time, old-school Chargers. This is a good sign.

The 9 looked like he was not up to the task. He was well behind half-way through the race, leading me to scream out FUCK nine times in a row. But then he literally, got some gitty-up in his step. He was flying by the other horses like he was the equestrian version of Usain Bolt, leading me to scream out FUCK another nine times, but this time the "fucks" were "happy fucks." The 9 blew everyone away and I was gleeful for about a split-second, and then pissed off at myself for pussing out.

I was totally prepared to put $99 on the horse to win, but right before I made that bet I had a flurry of thoughts...

...I don't have a job... $99 is a lot of money... This is stupid... 9 is just a number... This is the money my grandparents gave me for my birthday, I should use it to buy books, not make bets... Is wasting $99 worth the story I can tell?...

...so I only ended up putting $20 on it, which is still a lot of money to me. I ended up making about $60 on the win, but like any gambler I was thinking of what I could have won, instead of being happy with what I had won. I walked a good amount up though, and had a great time drinking beers and making bets with my dad.

I got a winning ticket in myyyy hand!

3. Dumb/Interesting Math Stuff

Nerd Alert!

The sum of the two-digits resulting from nine multiplied by any other single-digit number will equal nine,

9x3=27 or 9+9+9=27 and 2+7=9, would have been even cooler if I turned 27 instead of 26.

and

The words September and Wednesday both have 9 letters. Furthermore, 9-9-9 fell on the 252 day of the year, 2+5+2=9.

4. China Yeah! Japan Boo!

In China, 9 is a lucky number which stands for Long Lasting. Therefore, there were many marriages in China yesterday.

Adversely, in Japan the number 9 is a very unlucky number, so they didn't do shit for my birthday. Fucking assholes!

5. The Shirt

Regular readers of my blog may remember how I said that I was going to make a shirt that read 09+09+09=26? for my birthday and wear it around. Well, I never really made it, but me moms read that entry and surprised me with this.

Thanks, Mom.

Shirts that people give me as wonderful gifts, which are based on stupid ideas that I have had, may soon outnumber my normal shirts. Here is another great one that someone surprised me with for Christmas last year.

No, I am not producing or selling these, so everyone needs stop asking.

6. 9 Songs

I decided to make a soundtrack for this momentous day, with all songs either having to have the number 9 in the song title or in the band name, I could only use a band once (No using Nine Inch Nails, 9 times), and this would also be the only music I would be allowed to listen to all day. Indeed, I had to try really hard to find enough songs that I enjoy to fill this list. I actually loathe a few of them, I'm looking at you Panic at The Disco.

This is probably the only playlist that you will see that has Dolly Parton sandwiched by Hendrix and NIN, and 99 Luftballoons followed by 99 Problems.

Hey! there has been so many Jay-Z mash-ups, how has nobody mashed Balloons and Problems? But then again, after I only listened to these songs all day, all of them kind of mashed together in my head.

1. Beethoven - "Ode to Joy" from Symphony #9 by Wesminster Choir
2. Hendrix - If 6 was a 9
3. Dolly Parton - 9 to 5
4. Nine Inch Nails - Only
5. Panic! at the Disco - 9 in the Afternoon
6. STS9 - Hidden Hand, Hidden Fist
7. Polyphonic Spree - Section 9
8. Nena - 99 Luftballons
9. Jay-Z - 99 Problems

Click below to get to the iMix I made on iTunes to listen or purchase this music.

7. Drunk Drafting

The clock read 8:07 PM and I told the waiter to rush desert cause I had a fantasy football draft to get to that started at, 9:00 PM of course. You should've guessed that. I didn't plan it to be at that time on my birthday, it was simply the only time that worked with everyone's work schedule. I didn't even realize it was my on my birthday when I set up the time two weeks ago.

Sidenote: I am not a fantasy football fan, in fact I hate it, but it is the best way for me and my college friends to keep in contact. That being said, why am I the commissioner? Stupid!

The waiter didn't rush shit, so I had to have my sister drive me home pronto and then she would go back and pick up my parents. I had to do it. I am the commish and I have to lead by example.

By the time I got to my computer, not only did I have seconds remaining untill draft time, I also had a good amount of beers and wine in my system. And, if there is anything that you will ever learn from me please let it be this. DON'T DRAFT DRUNK!

Ugh, I am the proud owner of a RB that is suspended for the first 4 games, Marshawn Lynch, which I totally picked accidentally when my finger slipped. I also have the only first round draft pick yet to be signed and is threatening sitting out the whole season, Michael Crabtree. And another WR, Brandon Marshall, who has yet to report to camp and hates his new coach. SHEEEEEET! It's going to be a long year.

Here is the rest of my team: CLICK HERE

8. The Movie

I know I joked about going to see the movie, 9, on my birthday, but I just didn't have enough time. So, instead I watched the original short which lasts exactly 9 minutes. (not counting credits)

Here it is on Youtube: CLICK HERE

9. Sick of 9 Yet?

I am afraid that the number 9 may only have 9 lives and I just killed them all. Well, maybe not yet...

...Yup, now it's dead. Leave it to Hitler to take it too far.