I’m an 1111 freak.

“What’s 1111?” I hear you say? (if you didn’t just say that, you’re either really cool because you already heard about 1111, or you’re not very interested in what I blog about, and that in itself can be kind of cool, but it gets old very quick)

1111 is the phenomenon where you notice 11:11 on clocks, emails, tickets, or just about anywhere.  Some people feel a pull to actually look at the clock for some reason and when they do, it shows 11:11.  Or they just glance at the clock randomly, but more often than not, it happens to be 11:11.  After the second or third time, you start thinking it’s more than just a coincidence.

A couple of years ago, I confided in my wife what was happening to me.  I didn’t want her to think I was crazy, but I also didn’t want to keep it a secret any longer.  I hadn’t heard of any “phenomenon” or “craze” whatsoever.  I just thought it was a weird coincidence.

A few weeks later, she was at a local bookstore that caters to the metaphysical, astrological and general ethereal universalityness and asked the clerk if she had heard of anything like it.  Another customer in the store overheard her query and pointed her to a book about 11:11.  She picked it up for me and I proceeded to read up on how I wasn’t the only one who was seeing this in a digital form in one way or another

Always one to share, I decided to make a website about it last year but I’ve let it sit, always being pulled in other directions or forgetting about it.  I figured if this really is a phenomenon that’s sweeping the world, I might as well get on the front end of it.  Plus, since it isn’t a very active site, I can practice my WordPress Upgrade skillz (I just upgraded it to WP 2.6.1).

I just wrote my first real story there and so I suppose today is a “guest post” day for me.  I owe guest posts to about five people from my whalliversary earlier this summer, so I want you to know I haven’t forgotten!

Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to go view that post, give me your thoughts, and also give me feedback about the look and feel of the site.  Suggestions welcome!

Today I was called a dork by email. 

I’m usually called a dork, and it happens multiple times a day.  Less often by email, but it occurs nonetheless.  Mostly I’m called a dork to my face (my preference).  Sometimes they say “dork!” lovingly, with a smirk or a smile, and other times they say DORK! as in “SMART ASS!”  In High School I was Supreme Ultra Powerful Almighty Dork (SUPA-Dork for short).

You might not believe me when I claim my dorktitude.  Well, I’ll have you know, I’m wearing a shirt that proves it.  Imagine coming to work and meeting someone wearing a shirt like this:

Still not convinced?  Ok, how about this.  I took a picture of my friend’s trip odometer reading when it turned 1111.

There seems to be no limit to my dorkosity.

I’ll even use my own blog to brag about ALMOST getting 100% on a Guitar Hero II Expert song – just missing a couple demon notes at the end.

Join in the fun, won’t you?  Here are some terms used to describe my dorkiness – I’d love it if you could add more: 

1. Wayne is the DorkMaster. 
2. Wayne suffers from a massive Dorkoma.
3. Everyone else suffers from Wayne’s massive Dorkoma.
4. DORKWAD stands for “Dork, Wayne A Dork”
5. Wayne is dorkalicious.
6. All hail the dorktastic Wayner!