I've never bought in to any of the end of the world predictions. Especially four days before Christmas. Just not going to happen. I'm way too busy.

It’s the end of the world … but it’s unclear just what the heck that means. Nevertheless, we’re at the end of the 5,125-year cycle in the Mayan Long Count calendar. When that passes, we'll go on to the next end of the world scenario. In any event, it can't happen.

I've got three daughters. There is no way the world would end without me having to pay for three weddings. Also, I'm about to go on vacation. What final days prophecy would deny me time off?

My colleague Mike Bastinelli did come up with a plausible end of the world prediction.

The Seahawks are in the Superbowl. They are leading the New England Patriots by 14 points with 12 seconds to go. Players on the sideline are starting to put on the championship t-shirts and ball caps. MVP Russell Wilson is about to do his "going to Disneyland" commercial. The clock is counting down. Coach Pete Carroll gets the Gatorade bath. Paul Allen is high five-ing his pals in his private box. The clock ticks down: 4-3-2.....

POOF.

See you on Saturday.

In keeping with the end of the world theme, here's an appropriate video. Enjoy!