I want to go on record as being vehemently opposed to us having an Indian summer this year. None of that for me. I want autumn weather and I want it on time and sans delay. For those not familiar with the term, Indian summer is the occurrence of unseasonably warm and dry weather in autumn, or as I see it, an autumn that doesn’t care much about being punctual. Like that guy at work who always comes in late… arriving whenever he wants… and should be fired… but they won’t fire him because they think he is the greatest thing since sliced bread… and your work always seems to reside in his shadow… so after work, you go out for a drink… and you whine to the bartender about getting old, and how young people are going to take your job away… and the bartender rolls her eyes and walks away.
But I digress.
Yes… I dislike Indian summer… even more than regular summer.
Did I mention I turn 60 years old this month? No, I didn’t. The question was rhetorical. Three score years. That’s a lot of years. Therefore, I did some research.
Did you know…
A number system with base 60 is called sexagesimal. I’ll take that as a good thing. I can find positive, reaffirming facts anywhere.
And for the record, one such base 60 number system was used by the ancient Sumerians (in the 3rd millennium BC). The ancient Babylonians later picked it up, AND it is still used today… by all of us… yes… YOU use it every day!
It’s why there are 60 seconds in a minute and 60 minutes in an hour. We also use this wonderful system for angles and geographic coordinates… and for knowing when to decorate a birthday party with black balloons. For sure… pretty important stuff.
