Just got my new 2006 pages for my Franklin Day Planner today (yes, it's true, I've done no work for the past 12 days because I didn't know what the hell I was supposed to do.) And as I tried to reconstruct my mental to-do list on to paper for tomorrow, I noticed that it was the magickal Friday the 13th! Those of you that suffer from paraskavedekatriaphobia have my sympathies, for me it's been wonderful. My beloved wife was born on a Friday the 13th, I lost my virginity on a Friday the 13th, got my first professional radio gig on a Friday the 13th, and a few other highlights in my life happened on Friday the 13th's. The only thing of significance for me that I expect from tomorrow is just that it will end up being the day before the Amazing Patriots secure their third consecutive spot in the AFC Championship on their way to an unprecedented third consecutive.... (nevermind, I'm not superstitious about Friday the 13th, but I am superstitious about jinxing my team ) By the way, the quote of the day at the top of the page for tomorrow is "Learn to value yourself, which means: to fight for your happiness" --Ayn Rand. Anyway, is anybody here truly fearful of Friday the 13th's anymore, or is it just another day? Anybody house-bound and refusing to answer the phone? Any GOOD Friday the 13th stories?