The End of All Things (for zero values of “all”)

When I woke up this morning, I was surprised not to see this:

And by surprised, I mean not at all surprised. In fact, I was finishing up my morning shave before I remembered the world was supposed to end today, even though I put together a couple hundred words about it on Monday. Mornings aren’t the clearest time for me, mentally.

Now that I’ve had the chance to wake up (read: 32 ounces of coffee), I’ve done a quick pass at the news web sites… and I gotta say, world, so far, I’m pretty impressed. There’s been a noticeable lack of insanity in the news. No suicide cults. No looting sprees. No riots in the streets. No earthquakes and plagues of zombies (or, at least, no guys holed up in a shed with automatic weapons claiming there’s a plague of zombies). So far, the world seems to be keeping its head.

But what if today, while not the end of the world, is a chance to start a new one?

That’s my plan. Instead of making New Year’s Resolutions this year, I’m making New World Resolutions. I’m going to do the things I’ve been meaning to do for years now, but felt I never had the time. I’m going to find the time. I’m going to keep on it at the gym. I’m going to be nicer to people, even when they get on my nerves.

And starting now, I’m going to say thank you to all of you who come visit and read my stuff. So thank you for continuing to give my words a home here on the Internet! I’ll see you back here sometime next week.

After all, we’ve survived a pretend apocalypse together!