New Year Eve 1999. Everyone was celebrating, trying to forget that Y2K and the millennium bug were only 12 short months away. What would happen when the last two digits of the great cosmic clock flipped from 99 to double aughts? Nobody knew for sure, all we could do was speculate. Would all the traffic signals flash red and green at the same time, or maybe one-hundred-dollar bills would squirt from the ATM machines? How about Al Gore’s internet? Would it crash in a big puff of black smoke? No matter the outcome, there wouldn’t be any lifeboats to escape this doomed planet.