I was walking in the park the other day when I saw my buddy Paul. I stopped him to mention that I had the strangest dream last night. Paul listened intently as I told him that the dream consisted mainly of one thing. The dream was about a huge glowing number "6" It was made of sparkling gold and platinum.

Paul's curiosity was aroused. I went on to tell him that the first thing that I did that morning was to grab the daily racing digest and look up the sixth race.

Paul became more curious. So I told him that the #6 horse in the sixth race was named "The Sixth Element." Paul started smiling. Then I told Paul in detail what I did that day.

- I ate six bowls of cereal for breakfast and drank six cups of tea.

- I went for a six mile run.

- I took a six minute cold shower

- I used the sixth tie I found in my closet

- I sat in my Hyundai for six minutes before cranking it up

- I drove to the racetrack and parked in the in the sixth row

- I entered through the sixth admissions gate

- I bought six programs

- I went to the sixth betting window and bet $6666 on the sixth horse in the sixth race

- I sat in the sixth row ensuring there were six people sitting on both sides of me.

I settled in waiting for the race to start.

"Well," said Paul. "Did your horse win?"

I frowned at Paul and said, "Dumb ass horse came in sixth."