So, it came, it went, and here we all still are. Are you disappointed, little friends? Come on, you all know that you were secretly hoping that some kind of plague would strike down the stupid people of the world, except for the ones in your own family, right? You were tuned in to Dick Clark dropping the ball on Times Square on Dec. 31st (a little bizarre from here, since it was actually 10pm in Utah.) You all were hoping that the ball would break off, roll down the side of that building, and come crashing down into the crowd in a firey ball of death. Or that some terrorist group was going to drop anthrax on the crowd. ("Happy New Year ::cough cough:: this is Dick ::cough:: Clark ::gasp:: and all seems well here in Times Squa.....::choke::) Or at least that some minor power failures would occur, so you'd all have a chance to eat your 20 cans of Spam and grin out at the idiot across the street who didn't stock up on anything. You would feel so superior to that babbling idiot then, wouldn't you?

Am I right?

Of course I am. While I may not be all knowing, all seeing, I am a pretty darn good student of human nature. And I've been studying all of YOU for a very, VERY long time. You're predictable.

And I must admit, I certainly was one of those crossing their fingers for the "stupidity virus" to occur. Hell, that should take out about 75% or more of the human population, right there. While I'd no doubt be out of an earthly job all of a sudden, with so few people purchasing useless commodities online all of a sudden, still, I think it would be a fair exchange. And of course, my job down here would suddenly become quite QUITE busy. There are a number of you out there that I've been longing to get my hands on. You know who you are. But I can wait. Eventually, you all come to me, after all.

So mostly, this page will now become an "I told you so" page. I told you nothing was going to happen. There were several thousand fools out there who did make the mad dash on the grocery store, come Dec.30th and 31st, buying up all the batteries and toilet paper and bottled water. But for the most part, everyone stayed calm. I hate to say it, but... well, I'm proud of you all, for not behaving like the screaming primates I expected you all to become. Good Job, humanity.

However, Bill Gates and Hades are pretty darn ticked at all you terrorists who failed to kill the crowds in all the major New Years party locations and start a world wide panic. If you receive any gifts in the mail from Microsoft, I'd throw them back at the mail man and run like ... well, like the Devil.