Happy apocalypse, everyone!

I am amused by just how much space the newspapers have been devoting to assuring everyone that the whole Mayan prophecy thing is bunk. It seems there's been at least one article per month, this year, and several per day this week. It's beginning to feel like a serious case of protesting too much.

You know, if I were the paranoid type.

But there's no point worrying about it. Just in case the apocalypse really does come today, I have taken the day off work and consider myself well armed. After all, who is better equipped to deal with such things than us fans? Don't we watch all the shows that explain how to deal with just about any kind of disaster?

Me, I'm going with Douglas Adams' sage and invaluable advice. I shall ensure that I know where my towel is at all times, and thereby know I will be safe.

How will you spend the apocalypse?