Odd Coincidences

A few days ago, I checked the time on my smart phone (I don't wear a watch) and it was 3:33 PM.  The next day I checked the time, and it was 4:44 PM.  Then on the day after that, which was the day before yesterday, I checked the time:  it was 4:44 PM again..

While mulling over this little bit of cosmic concurrence, I was reminded of an incident that really was a whopper of a coincidence from the past.  Many years ago, back when the Tower Records music shop in Hollywood was still thriving, it was divided into two parts.  The larger store on the north side of Sunset Boulevard sold pop and rock CDs.  It was always bustling, full of hip and trendy young people (do check out what happened to me there one time).  The smaller building across Sunset dealt with classical music, and it sported a much more sedate and quiet atmosphere.

One day I visited the classical section with my mom.  It happened to be a rare day of heavy rain in Los Angeles, and the curbs were streaming with mini-rapids that overwhelmed the storm drains.  We entered the store, and almost immediately I noticed the wet spots on the ceiling, some of which were quite sizable;  it was obvious the building was in dire need of maintenance to fix the leaky roof.  And as I approached the counter with a question (I don't remember what it was) suddenly the ceiling cracked open exactly over me, a bucketful of rainwater poured down, and I was drenched.

As I stood frozen in shock, the clerk broke into a paroxysm of laughter, but quickly recovered and apologized -- however, not forgetting to add "...but that was so strange!"

Which I agreed with, of course.  It really was very funny, and the perfect aim and timing were amazing, like a Buster Keaton stunt.  How likely is something like that to happen in real life?  I think it would have made for a great deflating denouement after an epic slapstick action number in any number of comedy movies;  I can see it happening to Jack Lemon's character in "The Great Race", or maybe to Jonathan Winters after he singlehandedly demolishes a gas station in "It's a mad, mad, mad, mad world".

[The image below has nothing to do with the incident, but it seemed to kind of fit the bill in terms of random oddness encountered^]

EDIT (on December 3):  Early this morning I awoke spontaneously.  I checked the clock on the nightstand.  It was 4:44 AM.  4:44 for the third time?  It's as if it was always supposed to be 4:44 and the first 3:33 was a mistake, and now the repeated 4:44s are overdone attempts at "correction".  It reminds me of the Twilight Zone episode where astronauts who have made the first successful flight in a new spaceplane start to disappear one by one from people's memories and all records, until finally no such space flight has ever taken place.  Erased from reality, because it was not "supposed to happen".

RE-EDIT  (on December 23):  Late afternoon yesterday I was coming home from a photo junket.  I got off the subway, got on the shuttle that would take me home, and checked the time -- 4:44 again!  What is this, a 'straggler', late by 20 days?  What the heck.

Charles Fort would be proud.  He who once humorously suggested that when a rain of fish falls, perhaps it's in response to people's fear of famine, and when "blood" rains down it's because there are thoughts of war and violence, etc.

1. If a cosmic mind exists, it may well be the mind of an idiot.

2. If a cosmic mind exists, must it be sane? (thank you, Damon Knight)