Twenty ten

Maybe it's the snow. I'm sure it's cabin fever. At any rate my only reaction to anything right now is to rant about it. Sorry but I seethe at the sight of the snow at the end of the driveway. And I'm not even driving in it.

Anyway it's twenty ten now. Not two thousand ten. Twenty ten. Tell me what you call this year: 1610. One thousand, six hundred, ten? Of course not. Sixteen ten.

And the other zero year is the same. When did the Battle of Hastings occur? One thousand sixty-six? No. Ten sixty-six.

Help me out here. Start spreading the word. Twenty ten. Simple.