That’s right, it’s 6 June 2006, or, as I’m sure pretty much every superstitious person is warning the world, 06/06/06!!! The sign of the devil! Panic! Run!

Or, you could buy the crazy psycho‘s new book.

But really, if we’re going to start celebrating 6/6/6 properly, we need a National Day of Slayer, taking our boomboxes out on the Mall, or Dupont Circle or Farragut West, slapping in some Slayer and moshing in the middle of the park.

Of course, if you’re not down with the heavy guitar riffs of Slayer, but you’re still violently inclined, perhaps it’s time for National Emo Kid Beatdown Day, where you are allowed to assault emo kids with impunity for their butchery of the english language online, and for moping constantly, and having bad hair.

How are you celebrating this 6/6/6?