It's November 8, the day that Wendy made her first public appearance. The year was 1962. Doing some quick math, or scanning today's stolen image, you'll deduce that Wendy is now fifty-two.
Fifty-two. Sounds good to my ears. It doesn't sound old unless you're twenty-two (JNV). It doesn't sound young unless you're eighty-seven (Mootha). It's just right!
Fifty-two weeks in a year. Fifty-two cards in a deck. It's a balanced number. In addition (from Wikipedia), Fifty-two is the 6th Bell number and a decagonal number. It is an untouchable number, since it is never the sum of proper divisors of any number, and it is a noncototient since it is never the answer to the equation x - φ(x).
I didn't understand a damned bit of that either. Happy birthday, Wendy. At fifty-two, you're simply perfect. Of course I'll be saying that when you're fifty-three as well. Oh, and congratulations on reaching the decagonally delightful and noteworthy 6th Bell number, I guess.
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