So according to the Mayan long count calendar, time ends on December 21, 2012. That's 931 days from now. It's also my 45th birthday. And Jane Fonda's 65th birthday. Jeffrey Katzenberg will be 62. (It would also be Joseph Stalin's 133rd birthday, were he still alive. Still believe in astrology?)
December 21 is also the shortest and darkest day of the year in the northern hemisphere, the Winter Solstice. If you are a sun worshiper like me, it is the date from which all things naturally get better, as they cannot get worse.
But perhaps not in 2012. If you're interested, you could easily spend all day exploring various theories about 12 21 12 on the web. Many believe this date truly will be our Armageddon and the predicted disasters range from annihilation by meteor or planetary strikes, massive earthquakes and tsunamis, polar reversal with dramatic climate change, to alien invasion. Others theorize December 21 merely represents the date our species will evolve to a new and much higher level of consciousness.
For your convenience, I've embedded a copy of the official 12 21 12 countdown clock at the bottom of this website. In 931 days, the minimum number of billable hours an associate in BigLaw will work is 4,974. So the good news is that if 12 21 12 truly is the end, you law geeks have less than 5000 hours of grunt work left.
I'm thinking about throwing a massive birthday party for myself to concurrently celebrate the end of the world and/or our ascension to higher awareness on December 21, 2012. Should I invite Jane and Jeffrey? Will you come? This would be a huge step for me, as my birthday has always been too close to Christmas to throw much of a party. Not a problem anymore. Plus, what OC woman ever admits to being over 40? That won't matter either, if the predictions are right. We'll either all be dead or too highly evolved to care about age.
If we really do have less than three years left though, I think I'm going to have to watch the five seasons of Lost that I missed:
Others tell me this would not be worth it because the finale left far too many questions unanswered. But the part of the final episode that sticks with me is Jack's Dad's statement at Jack's funeral that "Everyone dies, kiddo. Some died before you, and some long after."
We all have limited time on this island. Whether it's 931, 9310, or just 9 days left, will you make the most of it?
And will you come to my 45th birthday party?