Here in my neck of the woods (my locality), the world may not have ended, but it does appear to be a particularly depressing period for this time of year. As many of you may know, some weird, old guy (I think he's supposed to be 89 years old, although he looks like he could be about 120) predicted the world would end somewhere around 6 pm last Saturday. There was supposed to be a worldwide earthquake stronger than any previously known in history. After that, would come the return of Jesus Christ, and then the Rapture. The Rapture, for those of you who don't know, is when all the righteous (believers without sin) Christians are taken directly into heaven without the necessity of dying. Everyone left behind, all the sinners and heathens, would be required to live through hell on earth until time ended, which this gentleman said would be in November, I believe. 'Til then, there would be fire, flood, volcanoes erupting, people killing and eating each other, animals wearing clothes (I made that part up). Well, you name it. As someone in a movie once said about a different place, "the worst environment imaginable".
But, as it turns out, the supposedly psychic old dude (guy, man, whatever) was wrong. At least this time. And it turns out, this was the second time he was wrong. He predicted the same thing somewhere back in the 1990's.
Anyway (anyhow, anywho), it would seem we will have to continue to live through this dark, dank, murky, and very, very wet spring. At least for the time being.
But if you have a prayer in your heart, don't waste it on our weather. Give it to all those unfortunate people in Missouri and Minnesota who were in harms way. Both the living, whose lives, at least for the time being, have become hell. And the dead, for whom the world really did come to an end. And we who have not been touched, at least this time, can understand how insignificant our dreary weather really happens to be.
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