December 22nd, 2012

It’s December 21, 2012 and, again, the world has not ended. Do I sound disappointed? I swear, I’m not hoping for catastrophe, but it is a little sad, waking up on yet another morning when there was so much talk of something otherworldly happening, and finding that instead it’s just an ordinary, dreary, rainy day. Which means that you and I and all of our friends and family will get to keep living, so, again, I promise that I understand that this is a good thing. But, come one, wouldn’t it have been cool if we had woken up this morning to a green sky? Or friendly aliens wanting, finally, to tell us all the secrets of our existence? Some large event that didn’t kill anyone, but did change the world, plus proved that the Mayans had been tapped into the knowledge of it all those years ago?

But there is no Santa. Y2K was a marketing hoax. The Mayans just ran out of space. And we still don’t know why we’re here. Here’s something that is true: Today is the solstice. Which means that it’s the shortest day of the year, and it means that every day after today it’ll get lighter a little bit earlier. I don’t know about you, but that will make my life nicer and nicer and nicer because I hate the creeping darkness. Plus, you know, in the absence of the cataclysmic, it’s good that there is refuge to be taken in the humbler miracles of nature. No?

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