The End

This morning at work I heard for the first time that the ancient Mayan's super accurate calendar predicts the end of time as occuring on December 21, 2012 (12/21/12). Later I jumped on the internet and saw that there are gazillions of pages, videos, blogs and more devoted to this theory. I won't repeat it, it's going to be beaten to death over the next four years anyway.

But here's what I've thought about this today:

First, I thought, "How sweet... that's our 27th wedding anniversary".

Second, I thought, "great, no need to buy Christmas presents that year".

Third, I thought, "If they're calendar is so great, why are we using the Gregorian Calendar?"

Fourth, I thought, "Calendar sounds a lot like collender. Isn't that what you strain water out of spaghetti noodles with? I wonder when we're going to have spaghetti again. I'm hungry. Do I have change for the snack machine?"

Fifth, I thought, "I wonder if you can get the ancient Mayan calendar with pictures of puppies and kittens. My little girl would like that."

Sixth, I thought, "That coincides with the end of Obama's first term. Does that count as change we can believe in?"

Seventh, I thought, "If that day and hour is known only to the Father, that not even the Son knows when it will be... then who told the ancient Mayans?"

Be sure to check back for my December 22, 2012 blog post to see what happens. If I'm able to write one, that is.

I might be out frantically buying Christmas presents.