We had an unusually busy Saturday, thanks to rain and the timeless allure of the end of time. So I thought it would be good to hit the “reset” button for today, in case baboons would like to continue a conversation.
Here’s a morning after limerick, for those nonplussed about the non rapture.
A man who predicted the ending
Received less than what he was intending
Just some minutes of fame,
While the world stayed the same
Its predicted apocalypse pending.
Looking over yesterday’s comments, at least we got a chance to spend some time thinking about end-of-the-world wine, cigars (for tim) and hugs.
As a general principle I avoid making predictions, though I may have assured someone in the summer of 2000 that Al Gore would be the next president.