Saturday, January 2, 2010
It's 01022010, which makes me very happy, because I've loved palindromes ever since I stole "Hannah is a Palindrome" from the school library in second grade.
It's not my fault. They wouldn't let me check out the "older" books, so I had to steal them. But I always returned them in pristine condition and no one was the wiser.
Remember the world before bar codes? It was a great world. A world where I stole Watership Down and read it in my closet with a flashlight against my dad's wishes.
What can I say? I was hard core.
I'd love to make an image with oodles and oodles of palindromes, from mom and dad and pop to kayak and redder, but I've got to go upstairs and make Daddy Soup.
Well, I need to go watch the Biscuit make Daddy Soup. I just sent her up to her father's relaxing bath with a big spoon, a can of beans, two potatoes, three carrots, and a mixing bowl.
It's going to be delicious.
Happy Palindrome Happy!