Derry, Northern Ireland

Derry, Northern Ireland
A book I'm working on is set in this town.

Friday, May 20, 2011

Sittin' on the dock of the bay...

Waiting for the world to end...supposedly about 6pm...though I don't know if that's Eastern or Pacific or GMT zone.  The waiting is killing me...which may be part of the plot to end the world.  Everyone's SO on edge and anticipating it, they wind up falling over dead from too intensive excitement and it winds up being a self-fulfilling prophecy.  Lord knows I've been through enough of those on my own; nice to finally share one with all of human existence.

Of course, if it doesn't happen, that means I go to Salt Lake City.  Which in and of itself may be the end of the world.  Hmmm...I'm changing planes in Chicago.  I wonder if they'll have bad weather?  That always makes Southwest run late and/or causes them to cancel flights.

Of course, I could just say I won't go...but there's another side of me that actually wants to see this devil's lair and get a taste of the cult that is Mormonism (according to the Baptist church, which far too many members of my family belong to...and which considers ALL non-Baptist religions to be lesser versions of themselves if not cults, as well).  I wonder if they'll take my name down for a post-death conversion?  Apparently that's part of their belief system and half the reason they have such a huge genealogical database, so they can get to you in the hereafter.

What a scary thought -- your spirit being altered by some idiot who heads a religion you despise.  Talk about a plot for a horror movie.  God, if you let that happen, I'm gonna get pissed...and you don't WANT to see me angry.  I become this...this...this Warner Brother's cartoon version of a Tasmanian Devil of a tornado.  Spit.  Gnar.  Yap.  Yurrrr.  Snarl.  Growl.  Mew -- wait, I didn't mean that.  Uh.  MROARRRRR.  Yes.  Much better.

Of course, this assumes God's paying attention to me.  Haven't really felt that, lately.  Hell, for most of my life.  He's sort of been the absentee landlord of my soul, to whom I send rent and never can get hold of when repairs need to be done. that your sense of humor snarking through?


JiEL said...


It's 19h00 and we are still there..

Nobody can predict the end of the world.
That is said in the Holy Bible.
Or is it in another Best Seller.???

So many fools out there trying to get some attention or fame...
Lets concentrate on being HAPPY and RESPECTFUL to our fellow humans at to the planet.


JamTheCat said...

Thank you, Mr., wait...are you a doctor (as in PhD)?

I should say, at 6pm I had a near end of the world experience. Someone in my apartment building pulled the fire alarm, so I had to evacuate. Maybe they thought it was time for the rapture and it would be better if we were all outside, as if God's got a problem with ceilings.

What's irritating is, I'm on the fourth floor and had to walk down the stairs to get out of the building. I had my laptop, two books and a couple of DVDs with me, just in case this was actually a fire, so sat in my car and read as we waited...and waited...and waited for the fire trucks to come and the alarm to get turned off.

That's the second time this has happened to me. The previous time was at a La Quinta in Secaucus, New Jersey. And that was also a false alarm. I guess I better not hesitate on the next one; that might be real.