I and most of my class are going to New Orleans. We figure that if the infrastructure fails and the world descends into chaos, we won’t notice.
Wish us luck!
Dr. J
I plan to take the children and myself, and hide out in the cellar. By now the fighting will be close at hand. (Anyone remember Mike and the Mechanics?). Actually we will be loading up the kids and going to my parent’s house. It’s out in the boonies and we are storing out Y2K stash there. I know it’s ridiculous, but you can never have too much jerky and Gatorade.
Husband and self decided this would be a great year for a blow out, so we’re headed to Jamaica for Xmas and New Year’s. And if civilization does topple, at least we’ll be someplace warm for the winter.
Let’s see: Gotta make sure the Four Horsemen are saddled up, get the matches and the Armageddon-sized can of starter fluid, then me and Satan flip a coin to see who kicks off…
Athena,
I don’t know if you parents were as cruel as mine, but they used to make me wait for gifts I REALLY wanted. I would know that they got me the present I wanted, but it wouldn’t be under the tree. My parents would then say:
Mom: Honey, do you think we should give it to her now?
Dad: I was thinking that maybe we should wait until her birthday.
me: Please, please, please…
When you’re a kid one lousy week is a LONG time to wait!!
I also enjoy the quiet evenings in, it does make it seem more like a birthday than a holiday.
Jane, don’t forget the toilet paper!