I believe we must be approaching the End of the World.
You see, usually weather around here in the Pacific Northwest is nice during the week (if nice at all). Then when you get time off, when the weekend arrives, it gets lousy out.
But last weekend it was beautiful. Now this weekend is supposed to be beautiful. During this week, not so much.
So, I'm suspecting that (as usually, third is a charm, right?), the world will be ending the weekend after next.
So? Nice knowin' ya'll. Later. Much, much, later....
NOTE: Don't you just love how ethnocentric I'm being? Okay, geocentric. Geez, picky, picky, picky. Like the meaning of words beyond their initial statement impact should count? It really is fun. I think those idiots in the media all the time, who are always spouting this kind of crap, are really on to something.
After all, what's more important than you are right?
I mean, the universe does revolve around yourself. Right?