My kids used to celebrate "holimoments" (after the pattern of "holiday"). These were occasions when they'd look at the digital clock on the microwave and see something that didn't quite look random, like "10:01" or "12:34". They had a little ceremony when they saw one of these, pretending to take pictures with an invisible camera and doing a dance which involved wiggling their butts (because butts are always funny). There are a lot of events which deserve a holimoment dance and nothing more.
Hah! That is incredibly endearing. I've also had friends remark (more joking than serious) that if you happen to glance at a clock that reads 11:11 to make a wish because it's lucky.
I have obsessive compulsive disorder, so unfortunately these cosmic peccadillos really throw my brain for a loop!
