TDS: May 31, 2011

The other night I dreamed that bears were mauling everyone, like in a concerted effort to eat everybody, and we'd all already voted friend Carl into a spot for the ten people who would go into these escape pods and be saved; I realized just before waking up that this must have been the apocalypse that had been predicted, happening with bears first, and sure to move on to other plague-like, nature-turning-on-you disasters.