I hope this means I will survive until Monday evening, when I have a date with a lovely lady I met at Octavia's M&G.  That's when "the Rapture" will happen for me.  How long I live after that is open to question.  But if I die I will die happy.

Ed is 85 and is about to marry a 25-year-old Vegas showgirl.  His friends are very worried.  Envious, but worried.  They say to him:
"Ed, a man of your years, and a girl that young.  What if someting terrible happens on the Wedding Night?"
Ed shrugs and says, "If she dies...she dies."