Cheech (my daughter's dog) and I have been 
sitting in the tub waiting for the apocalypse.  We have six boxes of 
wine for cushioning and substance, my tablet to keep in contact with 
those on the "outside" and my cell phone which gets crappy reception in 
the tub, but since my ex is the only one who's called, crappy reception 
is a perk.  So, here I am, Mayans -WHERE'S THE DAMN 
APOCALYPSE???!!!!!!!!
 
 To say 
I'm rather disappointed in the Mayans is an understatement.  I've been 
waiting for years for the big bang today and.....nothing.  I WAS READY 
TO PUT MY HEAD BETWEEN MY LEGS AND KISS MY ASS GOODBYE IN ONE 
SPECTACULAR APOCALYPTIC FIREWORK THE LIKES OF WHICH HAVE NEVER BEFORE 
BEEN SEEN BY ANY HUMAN EYE........and nothing.  
 
 IT'S NOT GOOD 
ENOUGH FOR YOU MAYANS THAT I'M UNEMPLOYED, BROKE, HAVING MAJOR ISSUES 
WITH TWO OUT OF THREE OF MY CHILDREN, LIVE WITH MY CRANKY, CONTROLLING, 
CRABBY "GRAB THE DASHBOARD" WHEN I'M DRIVING MOTHER, AND AM SLAPPED IN 
THE FACE WITH A "WHAT WERE YOU THINKING?" MOMENT ALMOST EVERY DAY 
BECAUSE MY EX STOPS BY "TO SEE THE KIDS" (who are all in their 20's 
now), BUT YOU HAVE TO SALT THE WOUNDS BY NOT GIVING ME AN 
APOCALYPSE?!!!!  NOT EVEN A TASTE?  YOU CAN'T THROW ME A BONE?  YOU DAMN
 MAYANS!  
 
 I know what happened.  Mayan Joe Blow The Calendar 
Maker was tweaking big time and got as far as 2012 when his buzz wore 
off.  It was then he noticed the pain in his wrist from carving all 
those rocks, decided it wasn't worth it, retired to Margarita ville and 
NOBODY else knew how to carve a rock so that was that and here WE sit 
thinking you all were an advanced civilization who aliens visited and 
gave a "heads up" to warn those who came later, that we're all going to 
bite the big one on the 21st of December, 2012.
 
 I demand to 
know who started this rumor, what kind of drugs was THAT GUY on, and why
 isn't he sharing with those of us who are sitting in our tubs, disappointed bewildered as to what to do now and trying to remember were 
we put our wine glass because it's just plain tacky to guzzle from the 
box - not to mention messy as well.
(©2012 RayleneDeschenes)