Halls of the Dark Muse

I know it is going to seem like I am obsessing about this whole end of the world thing but you know me with my odd sense of humur and general macabeness, for me the prospect, however illusionary of the end of the world is just a fun time. It is like a little holiday, like Halloween, or Friday the 13th or going to a Renaissance Fair.

So I enjoy playing along with all the hype, even if I except the "climax" of the event to prove to be a dud.

I live in a small community so I did not expect to acutally first hand encounter any end of the world demonstrations. I did not expect anyone around here to acutally react to it in any way so I was every excited when I encountered what I beleive to be a group of "end of the worlders" as I shall call them.

Now I will be the first person to admit that there is plenty of crazy where I live, whenever i leave the house I almost always encounter some sort of act of craziness I can tell many a story about the things I have seen, but there are different brands of crazy you know? And you can tell when you encounter a sort of crazy that isn't the type of crazy you normally encounter.

I had to go up to the grocery store and I saw this group of people that looked like they came right out of Berkeley, and for those that are not familair with Berkeley, it is a very whackadoo place. It can be fun but when I go there it makes me feel like I am the normal one. It is made up of a bunch of people who voluntarily just hang our around on the street. So they look homeless, but most of them are just college students.

So now that you have that image in your mind, I see this group of people that really stick out from what is normally encountered around here and you know I love hippies, I myself am part hippie, so I mean this in a truly non judgemental way, but there is no way to describe them other than to say they looked like that very classical, stereotype image of hippies.

One of them had a blanket tied around his waist, and was carrying a wooden walking stick, and they were all dressed in loose baggy clothes of varrious colors. One of them had one of those heavy duty backpacks like the kind used when someone is going to go on serious hiking, and another had his guitar with him. They reeked of pot. And I mean that purely observationally.

So I feel pretty confident in presuming they were indeed in preparation for the coming end of the world, becaue they were so out of the norm of even the usual craziness seen around here, and they were just so out of place for this area.