Maybe the Rapture Will Save Me.

So the Warrior Dash is in a month. I am so, so excited for it AND a little apprehensive. See, I jacked up my shoulder a couple of weeks ago while competing in a handstand contest with the kids (and oh, how I wish I had a less stupid reason), and it’s still not 100%.

As I’m seeing it, one of three things will happen:

1. My shoulder will be fine and all will be well.

2. My shoulder will not be fine, and Dave will have to shove me over all obstacles. This may in turn jack up HIS shoulder.

3. My shoulder will not be fine, Dave will refuse to shove me over every obstacle, and I will die.

OR… the Rapture will happen on schedule May 21, and I won’t have to worry about any of this [please notice that, on that particular website which predicts the world will end in a couple of days–  you can actually also buy a t-shirt that says “I Survived Judgement Day.” I say, way to cover your asses, my evangelical friends]. But wait a minute…. according to this website, the world won’t end until around Halloween. May 21 is just the beginning of “a period of horrible torment for all the inhabitants of the earth.”

Around here we call that “summer vacation.” But you know: potato, potahto.


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