Ok, the world survived. Never mind that the world was not going to end, and the Mayans never said that it was. The Internet, pop culture, social media, and people in general took something (the Mayan calendar) that they didn’t understand and made something out of it that it never was. Shocking, I know. That never happens in modern times.
Some people prepared for the end that never came. Others joked about it. Some people had clever things to say on Twitter and Facebook. I spent 12/21/12 doing the following.
I was awake at midnight surfing the Internet and playing Slingo on my iPhone.
In essence, I was succumbing to the same addictions that I succumb to every night.
I woke up to find the sun shining and the wind howling. In other words, it looked warm outside, but it was actually cold.
I took a shower, got dressed and did the only thing to prepare for the end of the world. I put on the t-shirt with “12.21.12.” printed on the front. In case it happened, I wanted everyone to know that I knew it was coming.
Once I was prepared for the day, I met the usual folks for our weekly Friday lunch at Gondola, the local Italian restaurant that is owned by Koreans.
We talked about sports, local politics, national politics and the end of the world. The end of the world part went something like this.
One of Them: When did the Mayans go extinct?
Me: They didn’t go extinct. They still exist. In fact, I read an interview with a few of them on CNN.
One of Them: You mean the Spanish didn’t kill them?
Me: No, the Europeans did not kill all of the Native Americans.
One of Them: I thought they killed all of the Indians.
Somewhere along the way, I changed the subject.
After lunch, I went to my parents because their phone lines had been knocked out. It was that howling wind that I mentioned earlier. It knocked lines down everywhere. Unfortunately, it also knocked out their Internet, which is almost like the end of the world.
After that, I sold 6 tickets and a parking pass for the Music City Bowl. Vanderbilt is playing in the bowl this year, which means that Vandy made a bowl game two years in a row. That’s a first for them and is a sign of the apocalypse if there ever was one.
Let’s see. Then, I bought one last Christmas gift before meeting my friends to go to a University of Tennessee basketball game.
We made the trip to Knoxville and got there just before tip-off. It was a victory by the Big Orange over Western Carolina.
We made it back safely. Now, I am writing this end of the world post while still wearing my end of the world t-shirt.