Seven

This is my seventh blog, meaning I did what I said I'd do.

Seven things about the number seven:

1. Seven is my lucky number. When I was in 2nd grade in 1991 (and seven years old), I participated in a contest to win a cake at the school fair. When the music stopped, I was standing on number seven and won a cake. When I was seven (did you catch that?). It was pretty sweet.

                                          (I have no idea who these children are).

2. When I was seven, I did more things than win cake. I also had my first crush (a kid named Jonathan). Seven was a big year for me.

                                                      (Really big. Also, not my cake.)

3. In Judaism, seven is sort of a BFD. I'm a Jew, so I think the transitive principal states that seven is therefore a BFD to me. So really, I can't escape seven even if I wanted to.

                                             (See: shiva, sukkot, and the seven wedding blessings. Also, this article.)

4. I've never seen the movie Se7en, but I sort of want to. I really don't like being scared though, so I'll probably just read the Wikipedia synopsis instead.

                                                      (If I had Young Brad Pitt's baby, Morgan Freeman would be the god father).

5. Seven jeans aren't really my favorite. Maybe if I were slimmer and had a flatter butt stopped drinking so much beer they would be.

                                          (This is totally not me.)

6. This is the hand-shape for the number seven:

                                                        (Still not me.)

7. 7:10 just happened and Barrett walked in the door, so I'm outta here. Yay 7th blog entry!

P.S.: I don't understand caption placement.