Oh No! There Goes Tokyo!

When I was a kid, I loved disaster movies. Movies about floods, tornadoes, hurricanes, giant fire breathing monsters, you name the disaster, I loved it. I could basically recite the entire script of Independence Day word for word (both the TV edit and the original cut) and name every single monster that Godzilla ever stared down (not that he had much of choice, those painted on eyes couldn't really blink). Unfortunately, watching these movies during my formative years did have an effect on my psych. Basically, I grew up just waiting for disaster to strike.
Now, I can't say that disaster has really struck my life at any point in time. Sure, there was that time that I had to lead a team of oil riggers up to a giant asteroid to blow it up before it landed on New York City, but other than that, I can't really complain too much. But, I do often find myself preparing for the worst case scenario, the one that seems to be just a tad bit unrealistic to actually happen. Although, if you've heard some of the famous "Christian Hoffer too ridiculous to be false" stories that pop up from time to time, you'd totally understand why it helps to be prepared.
You might think that I'm being pessimistic, and to be perfectly honest, part of me is. I expect the worst, even when good things happen to me. When I win the lottery, I don't say "Oh boy, how much money am I getting?" I say "Oh great, what group of professional thieves are going to try to rob me now?" Good dates don't happen with me, only dates that don't leave me in the hospital with a broken leg and a restraining order. So do I over think when I come up with the 51 different reasons how the s*** is about to hit the fan? Well....yeah. But only a little.
See here's the thing. If I learned one thing in the Boy Scouts, it's to be prepared. (If I learned two things in Boy Scouts, it would to be prepared and always carry a knife in case you need to knife fight a bear to the death, but that's a different story) And if things don't end up in disaster, I'm pleasantly surprised and I take it as a good thing. And if they do end up in disaster, well, I have a tent, three weeks of rations and sleeping supplies ready to go to my van just in case that horde of monsters pop up from another dimension and start marching down the east coast.

In other news. There is a God. Michael Sarver got the boot on Idol. I'll say an extra rosary today in thanks.