Friday, December 21, 2012

(And I feel fine.)

This is not my favorite R.E.M. song, (that was would be "Shiny Happy People" of course) but it's the tune I was singing in my head this morning, nonetheless. So, the Mayans were wrong...or, at least, interpreted wrongly by modern man. No surprise there. I admit giving the 'end of the world' scenario a brief thought last night before I went to sleep. Still, I set my alarm. Big party tonight. 'Glad we didn't disintegrate before my neighbors had a chance to eat all this food I've been cooking!

1 comment:

Cathy Hamilton said...

Uh oh. Reportedly, the end might be coming at midnight tonight (but in which time zone?) At least, no food will go to waste.

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