Look, I don't believe for a second the world is going to end tomorrow just because Mayans say so. I personally think the Mayan calendar ends tomorrow because the guy in charge of Mayan calendars got tired of doing it, retired and moved to Boca Raton.
"Hey, I'm up to Dec. 21, 2012. That's enough," I envision him saying.
Just on the off chance, though, I've started thinking what I could be doing when everything goes blank ....
1. Watching Ball State play Central Florida in the Beef 'O'Brady's Bowl. Last words: "Come on, Wenning, get rid of i--"
2. Watching Bryson and Brenton Scott take on V.J. Beachem, Northrop vs. New Haven boys hoops. Last words: "I hope this doesn't go overtime. I've got a tight deadline toni--"
3. Watching Indiana buff the Assembly Hall floor with Florida Atlantic. Last words: "Boy, Cody Zeller can run the fl--"
4. Thinking about all the events I won't get to write about now: Notre Dame winning the national title, Peyton Manning winning the Super Bowl in Denver, Indiana in the Final Four. Last words: "Well, at least I'll get some vacation time no--"