So I am walking around downtown Vancouver this morning, biding my time until I have to pick someone up, and notice that the Olympic Countdown Clock in fromt of the art museum says 333 days to go. 333 days and 3 hours. 333 days and 3 hours and 38 minutes.
Hey man ... I didn't go to university to not be able to figure out that in 5 minutes, for a split-second (well, technically for a whole second ... ) a mind-blowing collection of threes is going to appear before my very eyes.