So I was talking to a student's mom about the May 21, 2011 Doomsday prediction.
Her: So we'll plan to meet next week as usual.
Me: Barring Apocalypse.
Her: Right. We may not have food or power, but you don't need those to play the violin. I'll just tell [student] to keep practicing.
Me: Yeah, we'll just brush off the locusts and carry on.
We may be a bit irreverent.