Archive for March, 2012

Is there any doubt I went to the right university? I think not:

A discussion with an anthropologist? Check. Science fiction writers? Check and check (Joe Haldeman and Nancy Kress). There’s even going to be a whole panel on Wednesday, with a religious studies and chemistry professors thrown in for good measure.

Favorite quote: “The ancient Maya calendar is like an odometer on a new car: When it hits its maximum, it goes back to zero. A new cycle begins.”

For more information, see “USF series to explore 2012 apocalypse theory, feature fiction apocalypse authors” in The Tampa Bay Times.

Oh, if only I could go…


Doomsday Preppers

Posted: March 11, 2012 in Uncategorized

I’m so glad to have new “Doomsday Preppers” episodes. I guess the first one was to see if there was enough interest—and, of course, there was:

Although, sadly, I am afraid I am not up to the task of survival. I don’t think much of eating a groundhog…

Hello, sorry for not posting more. I’ve had my tinfoil hat on, and it doesn’t let me receive signals—from Earth, anyhow.

Through my favorite blogger, Rod Dreher, I came across a blog that reminded me about Denver International Airport and the weirdness surrounding it.

Denver airport is the gift that keeps on giving for us bloggers. So much of it doesn’t make sense: unnecessary new airport, distance to Denver, billions of dollars over budget, two years off schedule and let’s not forget—those creepy murals warning of everything from biological warfare to solar flares (complete with a Maya 2012 allusion).

I first heard about it through friend-of-the-blog, “Conspiracy Theories with Jesse Ventura.”

But what was spectacular about the link Mr. Dreher posted was Update No. 2. Go read it now; I’ll wait: “Something is rotten in the Denver airport.”

Why should the government care if a random blogger types about conspiracy theories? Maybe it’s because the new Denver airport expansion—complete with a rail station—might restrict access to part of the terminal for a while. I guess we’ll have to see how many people are going into that area and if the new art will look…similar.

We can all agree the art is weird. Whether the paintings and markers are meant to symbolize our progress after World War II, phallic symbols (Thanks, Colbert) or warnings of a future apocalypse, I’ll leave it for you to decide.

Now, excuse me, my tinfoil hat won’t keep itself warm.

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