12:12 2005

Yes, I know it's 12/12 (the date) but this most honored holiday began as 12:12 AM, the time... We were honored on Friday night with a first hand account (by Henry) of the incident that sparked this holiday. Back in 1980 (or there about), he and a few guys were hanging out and decided to call Doreen, who one of the guys really liked. It was after midnight, but it didn't matter (I imagine they were probably drunk). They also decided to record the call via some device that hooked to the phone. Anyway, so they called up Doreen. At this point, Henry and friends could only hear the conversation from the perspective of the caller. The caller asked for Doreen and then said, "12:12?". When they played back the recording, apparently Doreen's dad picked up the phone and said, "Don't you know it's 12:12???" Not a very exciting story... guess you had to be there... but the gang somehow managed to turn it into an annual holiday. The first few parties, each person had to bring a 12 of something. This usually meant a 12-pack of beer. Or a dozen doughnuts.

This year, I hear they located Doreen. She had been living in New Orleans and was displaced by the hurricane. She came back to the DC area and someone ran into her working in downtown Silver Spring. She may make an appearance at our 12:12.

If you're in the Bethesda area, come down to Uncle Jed's at 7:00 to celebrate our most favorite holiday of the year! Happy 12:12!