Paranoia

So, we're 16 days into 2012 and I find myself already suffering 2012 doomsday hysteria. The earthquake app on my Iphone is going off more and more often; when I check it first thing in the morning, there's several earthquakes that have happened overnight...this is up from just one or two, most nights none a month and a half ago.

I was at work the night that the Oklahoma quake was felt in Joplin. Trust me, the residents at the facility I was at were quite "shaken up" by the experience. Which led me to always, always, always now having a flashlight on me at all times. One in the purse, one in the emergency backpack I keep with me in whatever vehicle I drive (complete with four different ways to start a fire. Yep. Four.).

Of any of this, my other half remains blissfully unaware. Why worry about Armageddon when the playoffs are on?

Polar shifting, nuclear threats, possible massive tsunami wiping out the eastern seaboard, earthquakes, the supervolcano at Yellowstone...this be the stuff of my nightmares. conspiracy theories, the Denver Airport hiding a massive underground bunker for America's wealthiest when 12/21/12 hits. And the rest of us are f*cked.

I hope this is nothing more than Y2K fears all over again. But the Mayans and Hopi didn't predict Y2K. They were silent on that topic. But 2012....

So, when I end up in the nuthouse because someone finds my aluminum foil wallet (gotta be careful now about RFID theft!), you'll know.

Or maybe I'm not so crazy and the poo is going to hit the fan. Whichever it is, I'm ready to move to the woods and build me a bunker.