All day I've been looking at the date and thinking to myself: What occasion am I forgetting?
I knew it was something I'd seen a lot. November 13... was it Thanksgiving already? Veterans Day? Someone's birthday? Did I forget to send a present?
Somehow I knew it was a vaguely unpleasant memory. Kristallnacht? No, that was a few days ago. Besides, that's more than vaguely unpleasant. I only knew that seeing the date made me frown.
And then I was face to face with a November horror, the kind of writeup that usually has a date of... wait a minute, that's it! I've gotten such an aversion to the date November 13 that, without realizing it, I'd turned it into a personal holiday.
Happy Birthday, E2, and may today's writeups suck much less.