Saturday night, I fully expected to see little heaps of clothing all around me a la Obi Wan Kenobi after Darth Vader struck him down in Episode IV.
I called my family Saturday evening. My dad and mom answered. But my brother didn’t. I saw that my sister-in-law posted on facebook. That means my brother was the only raptured soul!
I knew he was the good one.
I guess the rapture didn’t happen afterall. I mean, did you see Harold Camping’s math? It was atrocious.
The rest of the weekend was so busy, I haven’t had much of a chance to do followups. Anyone have any good links to share on that topic? Stick ‘em in the comments, if you don’t mind.
Happy Monday … you heathens!