And then there were eight & Me
Posted March 4, 2010on:
The number eight.
Yes, according to the John Lennon/Paul McCartney song, we have “Eight days a week.” Spider and octopi have eight appendages. The Brady Bunch consists of eight of we don’t count Alice.
And me? I have eight radiation sessions left after today.
Oh and there’s more: eight hot dog buns in a bag to go with ten hot dogs in the package. Figure that one out.
I’d stop writing this if I see an eight-sided stop sign. In December, I’ll start lighting the eight candles in the Menorah with the shamash – the “assistant candle” that lights the others.
Also, there are eight Crayons in the standard box – as if anyone buys smaller than 24, 48 or 96 Crayons these days. We’re supposed to have eight hours of sleep a night, which helps us to do the exercise to get us the eight-back abs about which some of us dream.
You can tell I had a little help with this blog post from Google – it turns out there are eight bits in a byte. I didn’t know that.
And then there’s the old TV show, “Eight is Enough.”
That’s my hope: that eight more radiation treatments will be enough.
Stay tuned. I’m guess that tomorrow the number seven may play a prominent role in this blog.