I decided to punt the grocery-shopping; I've got a summer cold, and the prospect of trekking around today wears me out. I'm just going to lay low and try to get some rest.
Oh, and did you notice: the world didn't end. Not that it'll deter the loonies from finding a new line in the sand to declare when the world is ending. Can you imagine how much better those people's lives would be if they actually focused on living and enjoying each day, rather than carping endlessly about the end of the world (and, inherent in that hateful ideology is the glee they anticipate at being "saved" and able to look down on the suffering of the rest of the world's people, the damned -- like box seats to the Apocalypse -- that is a key component in that sick Rapture fixation, that sizzling slab of Schadenfreude, as tantalizing a reward as any, apparently, for the blighted souls who believe in it).
