555, the neighbor the beast
Yes, today is 5/5/05. And it is Cinco De Mayo. I have no idea if those two things happening together mean anything for the world at large, like a great meeting of tequila and numerology and the defeat of the French army; a convergence of such power and mysticism fronted by the ghost of the executed Maximilian becoming too much for the force field of the universe to handle and we'll all die in a galacic explosion of burritos, chimichangas and lotto machines blinking "555" over and over.
I'm too busy preparing for next year's 6/6/06 to care.