Went to the DMV today, a mostly good experience.

I got us a used (new to us) little car for my wife to scoot around in. (Just shut up Doug) So, getting tags for it the lady asked me if I wanted standard tags or some special plate. I told her the standard was fine if it was not the number 666! We both had a laugh. I’m not really superstitious, and some believe the 666 (Roman Numerals?!) are the mark of the beast cited in end times. That’s how it’s translated in the KJV Bible anyway. However, I do find the sequence of the numbers somehow unsettling, and I literally try to avoid it.

As she was finishing the paperwork she exclaimed “would you look at that, ha!” we got close. The plate number was 66F. She said, “almost 666”. We both laughed. Driving back to work it struck me; 66F, A…B…C…D… * Crap! They got me! I've been Diddy'd!