If Harold Camping is correct and the world does end tomorrow, do you think it could happen before my son’s minors Little League game? I wouldn’t mind skipping yet another 2.5 hours watching the kids mindlessly heave the ball all over creation. Then again, Mr. Camping apparently miscalculated in his earlier date of September 6, 1994, so maybe he confused sine and cosine again.

But, if indeed his calculator gave him the right date and this is the last post of our blog, I thought it best to go out with a laugh. Take it away, Onion: