Difficult to believe my posts could become even more rambling and disjointed than they’ve been lately, but the next month should take chaos to a whole new level. Quite a few things are happening all at once. Got a site to launch. Interbike meetings are already scheduled, including meetings for Project Danzig. Last year, I went to Interbike as Press. This year, I’m there for Retail, Wholesale and Manufacturing. My evil plan to work in every separate part of the bike industry is right on schedule. Maniacal laugh, maniacal laugh.

It’s going to be a wild ride. Fortunately, it seems I have some rest coming up.

Just when you thought the Mayans were done declaring apocalypse, another one rolls around. The apocalypse du jour, so to speak, is scheduled for December 21st, meaning we may all be able to get some rest before the year’s out.

And if not, I’m sure we’ll come up with another one within minutes of discovering that life as we know it has stubbornly gone on going on. In an article that showed up Friday on Wired.com, Matt Ridley has used the term “apocaholism” to refer to our seemingly endless desire to predict the End of It All. It’s a pretty beautiful term, and succinctly captures the weird fascination with human finales.

Ridley’s an interesting fellow thinking interesting thoughts, and more of his writing can be found on his site. One of his primary arguments is that, rationally, the sky isn’t actually falling. Compelling, but way less exciting than the alternative a lot of us seem to prefer.

Me, I’m hoping that once again the Mayan calendar turns out to be just a little inaccurate, so that I can finally get to test the new frame design.