And now the heat is being turned on. I know people will just tell me that it's a complete coincidence that we're now in the midst of a crazy heat wave that's killing people all over the country right after that silly storm nearly wiped out the west coast. And it might be. Personally, though, I find it a little hard to believe. I mean, geez, the weather has been bad enough to be killing people and destroying property for the past 4 or 5 months straight. That doesn't happen everyday. That's some seriously fucked up shit, there.

I think, though, that it might be a good thing for people to not worry about it too much. It's not like they can do anything about it. The end of the world may indeed be advancing, but worrying about it's not going to do anyone an ounce of good. I'm not sure talking about it will do anyone any good, either, but I digress (I always wanted to say that!).

So the weather will keep getting worse for awhile yet. I think it's going to be raining refrigerators and small middle eastern dictators before things are through. It's gonna be a crazy state of affairs. What else might happen? Do you think all the roads are gonna split apart and big chasms are going to be torn into the earth by the ravaging earthquakes? That could be fun, and it would justify my buddy Michael's idea that it's stupid to have a little bitty economy car. It's going to be awfully hard to get anywhere in a Honda Civic when the roads start ripping themselves to bits and giant statues and other public art comes crashing down, leaving debris scattered all over. Nope, those Civic drivers are going to be crying there lame-eco-asses right off into oblivion (of course, I'll probably be one of them in my Acura Integra, but whatever...). People in those big, dumb hummers will be laughing their permed heads off and drinking their carbo-shakes while everyone else suffers. Yeah, fuck you, already.

Anyway, though... I think there will probably be rampant looting, and people running around screaming and people being beat up in the streets for their stashes of dirt weed. Sounds like a cool party, eh?... There are going to be people roaming the streets, screaming their heads off and waving signs saying all kinds of things. Some of the people will be trying to get people to embrace Christ before its too late. Some people will be trying to sell Millenium insurance. Some people will be trying to sell themselves. Some people will be trying to buy other people. Everyone will be trying to figure out what things they have always wanted to do. Most people will end up dying unhappy.

If everyone would just do what it is they really want to do all the time, we could all avoid that sort of fate. Some people will have realized that, and they'll be parading around watching the world disintegrate around them and feeling their own minds disintegrate along with it. Those will be the people drawing enormous, beautiful murals on all the streets, and riding their bicycles around just for the fun of it, without a single thought toward their health. Who cares about health when the world is ending?

I forsee seeing more breasts and genitals in one day than I have ever seen before. I think people will take that opportunity to expose themselves to the elements and to god and to everyone. Some people will probably try to stop them. Some people will be doing it to attract the attention of their own chosen gods, others to show themselves and everyone else that they are not too scared to be crazy. Indeed, everyone will be crazy. Drug stores will be doing record business and Advil will be worth more than gold. The crack supplies of the nation will be flowing freely, and the sky will be alight with burning post offices and gas stations. Nobody really likes those places, do they?

Some people will be happier than they have ever been before. Some people will think they have wasted their lives. Some people will be right about that. Some people will lock themselves in their own deep freeze units in an attempt to live forever. Some people will make it. Some people will masturbate themselves raw, and others will fuck their children with broomsticks. "Who's gonna care tomorrow?" Some people are sick fucks. The end of the world is not going to change that.

Some people will create time capsules and stick all of their possesions in them. Some people will pray themselves silly (is that possible?). Some people will shout their own names out from street corners. Some people will get shot for doing that. A lot of people will die before it is ever certain that the world has ended. A lot of people will never know if their worst fears are true. Some people will try to preserve themselves in writing and art. Some of those people will be remembered forever. Some people will climb to the tops of volcanoes and jump in, and some people will try to stop them and be killed for it. A lot people will try to cash in on the whole shebang and our lives will be flooded with Millennium Merchandise (that term is mine, fucker! don't even think of taking it...). In fact, I have already gotten email trying to sell me something or another. Geez... the 1999 car models haven't even come out yet, have they?

Some babies will be born a little too late to be of any importance at all. Others will die just because they are too young to fend for themselves. People will start showing behaviors they never knew they had. They will be fighting with each other for over-the-counter drugs and booze they don't even like. People are going to have a hard time

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