Cats playing musical instruments. Aww. More like the shrieks of terror and despair of the damned.
The soulless gaze of the cat. The sullen thumping of the mouse-thing's drum. The droning of the old man's off-rhythm voice. Hell exists and this is playing over the sound system 24/7.
Monday, January 9, 2012
Sunday, January 1, 2012
It's 2012. Time to get your survival bunker ready.
I was talking to my brother a while ago, don't really remember what we were talking about, but the subject of 2012 came up. He asks me "Aren't you worried about the end of the world?". My response: "If the world is going to end, I won't be able to do anything to stop it."
There are apparently many different ideas as to what 2012 is going to mean. Firstly, this is all based off of the Mayan calender, which, allegedly, (I love that word) only went up to 2012, meaning that whatever High Priest, or High Priest's administrative assistant set the calendar up, didn't have any engagements scheduled for 2013 or later. I'm not a Mayanologist, nor do I play one on TV, but if the History Channel has done a show on the subject, I'm going to have to take it with an ocean full of salt.
That being said, lets take a look at a few of the possible ways we'll be saying "adios" to Life, the Universe, and Everything:
There are apparently many different ideas as to what 2012 is going to mean. Firstly, this is all based off of the Mayan calender, which, allegedly, (I love that word) only went up to 2012, meaning that whatever High Priest, or High Priest's administrative assistant set the calendar up, didn't have any engagements scheduled for 2013 or later. I'm not a Mayanologist, nor do I play one on TV, but if the History Channel has done a show on the subject, I'm going to have to take it with an ocean full of salt.
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