ADVENT 2003

11/30/2003: in the 3 black squares on the wall of a building on the right on Edgewood Avenue, one above the other, and returning 3 times to find the number of the building but failing to find not only the number but, indeed, the wall itself;

12/01/2003: in the 3 lit windows on the 3rd floor of a house on Barnett Street, one on the 45 degree angle to match the line of the roof, the other two perpendicular to the ground, the one in the middle with a cross separating the 4 panes;

12/02/2003: in the flashing sign on the left on I95 in the early morning in Bridgeport, nearly hidden behind the New Jersey cement barriers, with two words visible, “Exclusive” and “Sacred Heart”; and, later, in two billboards in Stamford on the left some characters of “Looney Toons”, while the right only white paint;

12/03/2003: in the 3 flashing rear red brake lights of a pickup truck to form a triangle; and, then, a right hand signal light that points to a building whose roof is lit in 3 sections, in the early morning, as though the lights in between them were out, the right section about 3 times the size of the left section and twice the size of the middle, perhaps a segment of the sequence of numbers in which one is the sum of the preceding two digits (1,1,2,3,5,8,13,21…), the logarithmic spiral, an order of growth found in nature which fascinated mathematicians in the Renaissance; and, then, a moment later, in the twenty one in lights giving the temperature in Fahrenheit on the side of People’s Bank, the 8th number of the sequence and the product of  3 and 7; 

12/04/2003: in the last two neon lights of a sign on I95 that are out , the “A” and the “L” of the word “Total”, which are in the 1st and the twelfth positions of the alphabet and together are the first 3 numbers of that natural sequence (112…) and the sum of the digits of the twenty six degrees that appears on another temperature sign near it, 8, the sixth number of  the sequence;
12/05/2003: in the 3 small evergreen trees on the right side of the Merritt Parkway, the middle tree half green and half brown, between the left tree green and alive and other brown and dead; and, seconds later, in the “Magic Happens” bumper sticker on a car at a gas station; and, later, in the missing book mark found on page 77 of a missal;

12/06/2003: in the plethora of 3s and 4s in the mailing of about 400 envelops with 3 enclosures and a return envelop, and in the batch of the twelve remaining stamped return envelops, and in the twelve stamps left on an original roll of one hundred for the outside envelops, and in the batch of forty seven envelops left before the 12:30 PM mailing deadline, of which twenty two (which totals 4) have flag stamps and twenty five (which totals 7) have dove stamps, and in the twelve stamps left after the entire batch is stamped, and in the 147th  Psalm read at Mass today;

12/07/2003: in the 3 banks of candles at St. Mary’s Church, the two in front with red cups and the one in the rear with larger white cups, many of which are lit, but a line of 3 in the rear with no cups and unlit; and in the 3 one dollar bills in a wallet, together with a twenty;

12/08/2003: in the conversation heard in the cafeteria of the New Britain General Hospital:
Woman: Where do you live?
Man: Fairfield.
Woman: How long does it take you to get here?
Man: Fifty minutes.
Woman: It takes me fifty minutes to go in the opposite direction to Litchfield;

12/09/2003: in the conversation of a doctor with a woman in the cafeteria of the Stamford Hospital: “It never ends…This is no way to live…It’s freezing…She doesn’t want it”, as a Christmas carol is playing overhead:

“Come, peasant King, to own him,
the King of Kings salvation brings.”

12/10/2003: in the 3 beeps of the microwave oven  in the Norwalk Hospital cafeteria as a lady describes a man’s trip to a jewelry store; and, later, in the comments one lady made to another: “My daughter is a brat, so I got her only one toy. She has too many already. I paid $30.00 for it. My brother bought the same toy for $40.00”;

12/11/2003: in the comments of two persons in the Stamford Hospital cafeteria:
a woman to a man: “I have 3 braces”;
and, moments later, another man to another woman: “The hospital will put 4% into your pension plan”;                                                          

12/12/2003: in the comments of a lady to another at the Stamford Hospital cafeteria: “The house was so expensive…and it is so hot; it is always hot”; and in the echo later of  the two letters “QE” of a sign along I95 that are in a shadow, the seventeenth and the fifth letters of the alphabet, the sum of which is twenty two, whose sum is 4; 

12/13/2003: in the huge cell phone tower that dominates the neighborhood on the left balanced by an evergreen tree on the right, standing above the leaflessness; and in the white sign on I95 about 1 foot square on one support on the left side in the form of a “P”, the support on the right being unhinged at the top and bent left to cross the left support to form an “X” to offer a Christian sign;

12/14/2003: in the opening prayer at Mass when priest welcomes the congregation “… on this Gaudere Sunday, which means, ‘rejoice…’ ” ; and, in the highly unusual flickering of the overhead lights when  “…God will come…” is spoken during the sermon on the silly attempts to stay young by taking food supplements;

12/15/2003: in the large round light on the edge of what is probably a hill, in the early morning, and on the left the arm of a huge crane, reminiscent of the symbol of the 1939 World’s Fair in New York City, except this tall triangular steeple is at a slight angle, pointing upward; and, later, in the highway sign for I91, tilted at about the same degree as the crane; 

12/16/2003: in the 7 white streaks that emanate from the setting sun in Stamford, as though from 7 planes that had flown overhead, leaving a smoke trail; and, about an hour later, in the 3 that remain; and, still later, in the three predominant streams of rain that descend to from the top to the lower semi circle underpass on the Merritt Parkway;

12/17/2003: in the sign on a road in Bethany : “Trees 731 ½”, which adds to eleven and again to two, which multiplied by one half (which is another way of dividing by two) equals 1; and, then, in the evening in the license plate “Cheeta”, which has the same pronunciation as “Cheetah”, and “786 RRO” on the license of an auto beside it, whose sum of the numbers and the positions of its letters in the alphabet is seventy two which adds to 9, the Trinity to the power of the Trinity; 

12/18/2003: in the square orange sign on the entry ramp to I95 in Norwalk, tilted in a 45 degree angle, with the right corner cut off, a missing equilateral triangle, declaring “Work Area Ahead”; and, in the evening, in the motel sign with the “L” dark, the twelfth letter of the alphabet, which adds to 3;

12/19/2003: in the “V” of  formed by two billboards joined at one end, the left section painted white and on the right an advertisement for Connecticut Lotto;

12/20/2003: in the comments heard in the Post Office,
First Man: “It will be a very complicated year…he’s 4 years old”
Second Man: “I could not watch the game, I had to turn the set off, I was sick. I threw up”;
and, later, in Cutler’s Record Store:
Female Clerk: “What’s going on outside?”
Male Clerk: “It’s nothing. Somebody passed out. No big deal”;
and, later, in the mailing of Christmas cards, the paper securing a roll of one hundred stamps falls to the floor and forms a 9; and in the elastic band taken from around the cards, also falls and forms 3 concentric circles; and in the twenty 37 cent stamps left over a $7.40 total; and in the circle made by the discarded paper backing for those stamps; and, later, in the horizontal anchor that supports the golden bell that a clerk rings at a grocery store for assistance at a check out counter, which points to the crucifix supporting the golden bell of the adjacent counter;

12/21/2003: in the 4 legs of a lawn chair tipped over and pointing to the round table top in the backyard of a neighbor’s home; 

12/22/2003: in the 3 red arrows, painted by a man with a spray gun at 7:30 AM, to a round manhole cover in the middle of Main Street; and, in the evening, in the D13 on the sign above a parking space used at random, in the parking lot of a shopping mall, the 4th letter of the alphabet equals the sum of its digits;

12/23/2003: in the curved line in the shape of a snake on the sidewalk outside the Stamford Hospital, as though a liquid had been spilled, points to two SUVs, parked side by side, one with a blank license plate and the other with “741 MAZ”, the sum of whose numbers if 14, the generations from Abraham to David and then to the Babylonian captivity and then again to the birth of the Messiah, and the sum of the positions in the alphabet of the letters is 40, the years the Jews spent with Moses in the desert; and, later, in the Idaho potato which rolled off the counter in the cafeteria into a cup of hot water; and, later, in the small green wreath on a pole on the left side of the Merritt Parkway in Wallingford before a bridge, across from a partially filled white garbage bag on the right;  

12/24/2003: in the sum of the positions of the alphabet of the letters of the first and the last name of Leroy (seventy five) Mellers (eighty four) each of which adds to twelve and again to 3, who failed to appear for an appointment at the Norwalk Hospital; and, later, in the large SUV on the highway, one half of which is metal and the other canvas with 7 red lights in the rear, which illuminate the name of the model, “Hummer”, whose alphabetic positions total 77, which in turn adds to 14;