I'm not a comedian or a funny guy. An awesome guy (pretty awesome if you ask me) but not funny. My writing style (if you can call my jottings a 'style') is pretty laid back. I'll try to keep it a bit professional and forgo text speak. I'll even overcome my normal laziness and use a spell checker. This blog is just about my random observations in this god-awful existence we dub 'life'.
With all the talk of the impending apocalypse I've decided to bite the bullet and finally start a blog because, fuck it, i really have nothing else to do while im sat awaiting the end of all i know and love. It seems, amazingly, that every damned year theres a date or sometimes dates on which the apocalypse is supposed to be arriving; But like the bastard celebrity secret love child, who keeps inviting his father to his parties, the apocalypse stays well clear of us.
As far as predicting apocalypses go, this dude is 0 for 2.Which, i believe, is a record of some sorts. We shouldn't even be calling it the apocalypse but the crapocalypse. Where's the screaming and shouting? The hurricanes and hailstones (19 degrees, clear blue skies), the tears and weeping and gnashing of teeth? Im a firm believer, though, in 2nd chances (3rd, 4th, 5th even). I think he should be given another opportunity but this time, can he give us a time too? GMT preferably. I mean, its all well and good to say, "The world is ending on Friday the 20th" but who's Friday the 20th? Is it when the first country reaches that date? Or when the last country reaches it. Seriously, cant have me going through a whole day worried that at any moment the earth could come apart under my feet and massive waves could come crashing down on me.
In the event that he got some bad data or miscalculated or something, i would definitely be following what he says carefully. In case he actually gets it right. Third times the charm, as they say. I mean everyone makes mistakes. Apart from myself. Of course.
Mr Sommers
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