Outside of the sun doing a bit of an about-face, nothing big ever really happens on solstice. Thus, based on my experience and Wikipedia research, I’m predicting December 21, 2012 will be a lot like Y2K – a lot of t-shirts, fireworks, and hype about a calendar. There may even be a Hollywood movie.
It’s too bad everyone can’t be as carefree about calendars as Sleepless. This year for Christmas, she gave me a calendar with pictures of us on it. The calendar year? 2011. Sleepless has a lot in common with the honey badger – she don’t care. “This is perfect,” Skiwi told me. “It’s like a European calendar – their weeks start on Monday. Nothing wrong with this calendar. Don’t let the year on the top confuse you.”
Like many of the clothes that I wear and love, my new calendar is so last year and will go perfectly in my front room, next to the clock set to a different time zone.
Bad news…. That calendar is going to be useless – it’s a leap year this year, so, unless it has Feb 29, it’s going to be useless in about 49 days…
This is bad news. I may exercise a leap of faith and keep it.