The three hundred thirty-fourth day of the year is remarkable for several reasons.
Historically speaking, this date is known for the wedding of Lucille Ball and Desi Arnaz (1940), the country of Barbados gaining its independence (1966), Operation Desert Storm officially ending (1995), and Jeopardy champion Ken Jennings finally losing after earning over $2.5 million in prize money (2004).
Famous folks such as Mark Twain (Samuel Clemens to his parents), Winston Churchill (provided the intro for Iron Maiden's song Aces High), Richard Crenna (had Rambo's back as Colonel Trautman), Robert Guillaume (the one and only Benson DuBois), (the ageless wonder) Dick Clark, G Gordon Liddy (of Watergate infamy), Bill Walsh (proud papa of football's West Coast offense), Abbie Hoffman (Steal This Book, please), Ridley Scott (director of Thelma & Louise, Blade Runner, and Gladiator), Mandy Patinkin (My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my father, prepare to die), Billy Idol (born William Michael Albert Broad), Cherie Currie (lead singer of the Runaways), Bo Jackson (two sport athlete and world class marketing machine), Ben Stiller (managed to get the beans above the frank), Perrey Reeves (Mrs Ari Gold from Entourage), Clay Aiken (proved that runner-ups actually finish first when it comes to record sales), and Elisha Cuthbert (her juice was worth the squeeze in The Girl Next Door) all share a common birthday today.
It was the end of the road for Oscar Wilde, Zeppo Marx, Tiny Tim, and Evel Knievel as they bought the farm on this day over the years.
But for me, personally speaking, November 30th marks the end of a five month long celebration of JASON. It will be another 212 days until the calendar smiles upon the months of July, August, September, October, and November again and JASON's around the globe can revel in the pageantry of our name as the first letter of five consecutive months.
*Assistance in writing this post provided by Wikipedia, Netflix, Google, and the still surviving grey matter in my brain.