Travel Day?

I'm writing this yesterday afternoon (that's next Wednesday morning in you're in New Guinea) so I don't know yet if the Ravens won last night, or if there's a Rapture happening today.

In case you hadn't heard, many predictions are calling for the end of the world today...at least, according to experts posting on TikTok and X.

I've been around a while, and I recall the great Mesoamerican apocalypse of 2012 never taking place as predicted, and the pre-internet rampancy of rumors in 1966 about spacecrafts landing on earth to take away everyone under 21 for a period of peaceful re-education before bringing us back to a peaceful Nirvana never happened either. As far as I know, that is...

In the views of believers, "the rapture" is the beginning of "tribulations" on Earth, a time of suffering and chaos for those who didn't believe and subsequently were not invited to heaven.  I fully expect to be on the list, even if there's an asterisk next to my name.*

Word is that some people, in their haste to get away, have updated their wills, given away property, returned auto license tags to the Motor Vehicle Administration, and told the dry cleaner not to worry about getting that salad dressing stain out of their blue pinstripe suit. In case you have any frozen filet mignons or shrimp you're looking to get rid off, just leave them in a neat pile on my porch. 

See ya when ya get back!