Friday The 13th
All kinds of stuff out there give me the sense that all is not well.
However, I recommend going and looking at this courtesy of "Sad And Useless", a site whose owner uses a photo of David McCollum (in his appearance on the second season of The Outer Limits in the mid-60's) as his little avatar.
And you thought we wouldn't notice. We are a smarter species than you realize. Anyway, given the pervading sense of doom I'm feeling, I needed the laugh.
MEHR: My friend at the Place Of Witless Labor™, El Rog The Magnificent, walked up to me with a grim expression. "Heard the news?" I allowed that I had not, but it didn't look good. "Two fully-loaded 747's just collided over Warsaw."
"Oh, my God; that's -- how could that have happened?" I said.
"Dunno." El Rog shook his head. "One 747 carries about six hundred people -- want to hear the ironic thing? They both crashed into a cemetery."
"Yeah." El Rog nodded, then looked at me. "So far, the Poles have recovered over fourteen thousand bodies," he said, and smiled a little as he walked away, leaving me with the understanding that I'd just been Had.
"It's still Friday the 13th, you know," I said to him.
"All day. You're expecting something bad to happen," El Rog said. "It will -- just not today."