I had envisioned something wonderful in my mind. I was going to make some witty blog counting down the days to the 2012 doomsday event. I was going to post all manner of things as the day grew nearer. I had a rush of words, all excited and ready to be written. Five days passed. My grand idea of the first post reading: "Day 1" (and appropriately continuing with that theme) had passed. The New Year had passed, my birthday is here, and no one seemed all that interested in the new, "Dead Birds and Fish" thing.
There was the fireworks explanation and the, "this sort of thing just happens sometimes" one too. I can't help but wonder why this hasn't happened before. Now, I'm not going to go on some conspiracy theorist rant. I won't go on some eco-friendly-go-green-this-or-that rant, either. Not that I care about both topics, much. The lack of detail is a bit off-putting. I even read that this new event, more specifically, just the birds, was a recreation, an intentional act by some people. I almost have mind to just say it's all just the news having a go.
I'm so intrigued by it. I could see myself in the future, confined to my dimly lit room. I'd have one whole section of the room's wall filled with newspaper clippings, picture print-outs, a world map with push-pin location markers and strings tied to potential leads, and photos of random people I think are associated with it. I'd always be strung out and edgy, rambling to myself.
I personally believe the birds got drunk, had a huge mid-air bird orgy, and during climax lost control. All-the-while, colliding into each other and stationary objects. I think birds and fish have a good grasp on our calender of the months and know when to get down and party. Heh.
So, then, I remembered that I had this blog laying dormant and figured I might as well try and keep up with it. I lack proper direction - or, well, care for such a thing. I figured, If the Apocalypse is coming I might start to notice odd things. Which I might want to keep tabs on. I suppose, if I do, I'll type them down.
So, I was at the Lincoln Park Zoo the other night, with my girlfriend and her friend. They have this "Zoo Lights" thing. It was the last night for the event. It's basically filling the zoo with all manner of Christmas lights wrapped and lit things. Mainly trees. I think I would have been a bit more happier with the whole ordeal if the two Giraffes I saw had Christmas lights wrapped around them. That would've been a sight for sure. I suppose, to be honest, my expectations where a little on the high side. Is it so wrong that I wanted to see all manner of sad and bored looking zoo animals made more happy with Christmas lights? If we can light up the stripped trees...why not?
So, while walking around, there were some nice trees. Most of them resembled giant blue bioluminescent sea anemones as they waved to and fro, in the winds. Their barked tentacles searching effortlessly for food. That's when I saw the Christmas lights dragon. Looked cool, he was burning down tree's - which themselves were wrapped in red lights and they slowly lit up as if they were being caught on fire. Cool, but un-zoo-like. I had also been playing too much Skyrim and my urge to shout a thu'um amongst the other patrons and absorb the dragons soul was intense. I feel like I should make an "I used to be an adventurer like you. Then I took an arrow in the knee" joke. Don't know if I should beat that horse, though.
We find ourselves inside, they zoo was open to view the animals and exhibits, which was cool. We were in some Rainforest exhibit. There were some big birds. I was sort of craning my neck to look to the top of the exhibit, while also being conscious of the people around. Now, that's when some dude walks through the doors, looks me in the eyes and asks, completely casually, "What's up there?" I was caught off guard and just respond "Birds." He continued, "Oh, nice." He kept walking, without looking up. All I remember thinking was, "Really?" I have to say, I admire his complete and utter nonchalance. I then began to think "2012, it's happening. Can't wait."
I know nothing is going to happen; that is just how life is. It seems like it gives humanity something to embrace and look forward to, something for the internet to talk about, and Hollywood to make movies about. We don't know the end. We like to guess, though. It keeps things interesting for a while. This year will pass as the rest did. Afterwords there will be some "Told ya' so's" and we'll press on to the next "big thing" that society looks forward to five or ten years down the road. Just like all the other things...your Y2K stuff, the coming of Christ stuff, Nostradamus, and whatever else. If anything does happen. Well, shit. That'd be a cool way to go. For now, I guess, I used to care about the impending Apocalypse. Then I took an arrow in the knee.
Thursday, January 5, 2012
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