RedGage

well ... Damn! That's a big !!!DAMN!!!

... packed my bags, told my friends good-bye , cashed in my stocks and bonds (even tried to get my RG Visa reloaded in time, but support didn't answer...they were probably too busy packing for the rapture too) and then sat at the bus stop with the Tahoe Bears all Saturday afternoon and evening (wasn't sure which 6:00 P.M. time zone was the one mentioned) waiting for that Last Bus To The Beyond ... nothing!

Damn NOTHING!!! Not even the vaguest little whimper of the earth quaking, much less the glorious rapture and utter destruction of earth that Pastor Harold Camping promised, and had spent his own $140,000 buying ads in USA-Today in promoting his End of the World ... absolutely - !!!Nothing!!!

Ok, like a lot of folks there weren't a whole lot of stocks & bonds to be cashing in because of the depression (oops, I mean - lengthy recession), but I did pack up my toothbrush, a change of undies, and slipped my laptop into my knapsack just in case. Oral hygiene is a must, and if your mother was anything like my mother, then you know you can't do anything unless you are wearing clean undies in case you end up in the Emergency Room ... and if'n nothing else the Rapture was sure to cause folks to soil themselves and need a change of fresh undies! I took my laptop just in case Heaven (or Hell) or Nirvana, Tian, Valhalla or any other version of paradise might just have a high-speed connection. I mean if Allah can supply all his male true believers with 72 virgins surely he's got WiFi!

But zip, nada, NOTHING!

So there I was, sitting on the bus stop bench waiting with the bears ... as it got later and later ... there was a darkness that overcame the earth! Nothing all that unusual really, where I live it happens every time the sun slips behind the western ridge of the Sierra mountains and night falls! So now I am sitting on the bench with the bears in the dark. I started getting cold and hungry, and the bears, well, they were just getting hungry. So I got up and went home to fix some dinner ... before I became dinner.

I started looking around on the internet and found out that Phalse Profit Camping had changed the date of rapture to October 21st. Just who does he think he is to arbitrally reschedule something as important as the end of the world? Lots of folks are totally wigging out, or at least making fun of Pastor Camping! At least the good Reverend Jim Jones had the decency to pass out Kool-Aid to the gathered throng in Guyana! Well, I for one want a refund on the May 21st ticket! Now I am beginning to think Camping is just trying to schedule his end-of-the-world tour so it pre-empts the Mayan Calendar's supposed end date of December 21, 2012 and he will just keep rescheduling his event all throught the next year and half. Truth be told, I don't believe the Mayan calendar actually ends on 12/21/2012, I think the guys craving that Mayan calendar just ran out of room on that stone slab and the archiologists haven't found the next edition yet!

So there you have it! We're all still here, or so most of us are,  or they are at least here in "spirit" (-;

P.S. Just in case you were wondering, here's a list of "safe havens" where you can take refuge if the apocalypse really does happen:
12 Places To Go If The World Goes To Hell

But really now, if it does happen, wouldn't you rather go out
with a bang in Vegas or Monte Carlo betting it all on black!