This has been a day like no other, in a year like no other…
According to the Mayan calendar, this is it. Our big, final year. Smoke ’em if you’ve got ’em, ladies and gents, because you may not get another chance!
I have been compiling my own “proof” of this end of the world phenomenon.
First of all, Snooki might be pregnant?! I could end the blog here and you would all be convinced that the world is, indeed, ending.
Second, in another example of universe ending contradictions, people are showing up in BROAD DAYLIGHT with marriage proposals. Children are responding to this with the assessment that said people are “cute.” (You know who you are, and I hope you are laughing.)
Third, gasoline is over $4.00 per gallon. So, when industry dies because we all decide that we would rather spend that money on a venti ANYTHING at Starbucks, rather than drive, we will have only the politicians of the world to blame. Win for Starbucks.
I write this all, tongue in cheek. The world may be ending, or it may not. But I am living in joy and love, and hope you are all doing the same every minute of every day. 🙂
Also, I don’t really watch Jersey Shore, so I can’t back up the claim that Snooki is pregnant with the anti-Christ. Anyone?
Blessings to you all…