Thought of The Day

Everyone has those thoughts that pop into their head out of the blue that even they don't know where they came from. It has nothing to do with what you were thinking or saying, but suddenly there it is, blatantly staring you in the face. Some fact that seems obvious now and you can't believe you had never thought about it before. Since I have many of these thoughts a day (because I'm sure I have some attention disorder), and many of them pertain to other gingers or my red hair I thought I could share them with some of you. Many people have heard the statistic that after 2050 there will be no more gingers born (I don't know if this is true but if you stick around I plan to look into it in the upcoming weeks). Today it suddenly came to me-I'm a ginger. Duh, right? I should have figured that out along time ago. But 2050 is only 47 years away. So in approximately two generations, there won't be enough gingers for even one of them to be a couple? I find it highly improbable. This also means that as long as I live another 47 years I will be part of an extinct species. Not exactly a "species" per say, but pretty darn close, and that's enough for me.