It seems we’re inching closer to Armageddon, the end of days, the last of the Autumn Sales, with diminishing opportunities to enjoy a really great cheesecake.
How do I know this? Because I read the billboards, grasshoppers. And the billboards here in my adopted hometown tell me that Judgement Day is scheduled for 21 May, 2011. That’s a Saturday, and according to my funny little 2011 diary, it’s also Armed Forces Day. I don’t know which Armed Forces, could be the Four Horsemen of the Royal Apocalypse Regiment, I guess – good old FH RAR.
Interestingly, my funny little diary continues through to the end of the year, so I suppose that’s a waste of paper. I plan to make the most of those spare pages by doodling my way out of existence on 21 May while drinking tea, eating pizza and sliding that last delicious slice of cheesecake off the spoon and into my soon to be immolated innards.
So, to cut things short – I’m sure you’ll understand I don’t have time to dawdle – here’s the deal: use Saturday, 21 May 2011, as a Day of Decision. A Few Blinks More