December has five Saturdays, Sundays and Mondays this year.  That’s unusual, as you might expect.  Pointless and uninteresting, sure, but unusual.  In fact, it was suggested on Facebook (yes, I’m railing on Facebook again today) that it only occurs once every 823 years.  OK, that might push it past the border into Interestingland.

Except it’s not true.  And when you think about it, it can’t be true. 


I saw that a police department was warning its citizens recently about buglers that were operating in the neighborhood.  That isn’t a typo.  Or rather, it’s not my typo. Or maybe it’s not a typo at all.  Maybe some crazy band students were running around neighborhoods playing Reveille at all hours of the night.  But I doubt it.