It's 5:42 pm here in the Midwest and no sign of Impending Doom. The skies are bright blue, not red, and no reports of the seas boiling. The four horsemen have yet to appear, and the 12th Imam is still holed up in his well, passing up love letters to Mahmoud.

However, in less than half an hour, I will be hiding under the bed at 6:06:06 pm. I slept through it this morning though.

update Well, nothing happened. Except my dog's head turned 360 degrees and now she's talking to me. In French. But that could just be the alcohol. Had to brace myself, you know.

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