I learned nothing of significance. In fact I didn't really cross the path of many zombies at all. I was a little nervous to venture too far from the office building, which could have been my problem. But long story short I saw nothing more than the normal. A handful of zombies here and there.
I'll be honest I was a bit disappointed. Perhaps on my next visit the results will be better.
Saturday, August 28, 2010
I'm headed out this evening for observation. Yes I realize logically it seems ridiculous to go out during the evening hours. But the realty is there seem to be less of them wandering around during the night. Although my vision will be impaired there will be less of a chance that will be over powered by a horde.
I'll report my findings when I return.
I'll report my findings when I return.
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
They Speak!
As I said yesterday, I had to go out in the world today and restock my food supply. I currently find myself trapped in the back store room of the local supermarket. While I was "shopping" I was surprised by a few zombies who apparently also needed some groceries.
I managed to avoid any major conflict and contact, but as I result I'm laying low in this back room currently typing this out on my cell phone.
Me being trapped is neither here nor there. The real point of this post is that I have officially confirmed that they communicate with one another. I haven't the slightest clue what it is they are saying, but I could hear them through the thin walls moaning back and forth. I had limited view, but I could see them reacting to one another, and they held what could only be called a conversation. This is something I suspected for quite some time, but I can definitively state that they are speaking to one another.
This is both very exciting and scary. I still don't know to what extent yet, but they are certainly intelligent creatures. They are obviously taking in and interpreting things around them. I couldn't figure out what they were actually trying to do here in the grocery store, so I can not attest to how intelligent they are, but they certainly are functioning on a level beyond instinct..... I wonder if I could possibly communicate myself? It's obviously way too soon for that, but perhaps in the future.
They are still somewhere in the building, although I can't really hear them any more. I think I'll lay low here, perhaps stay the night. It seems safe enough.
I managed to avoid any major conflict and contact, but as I result I'm laying low in this back room currently typing this out on my cell phone.
Me being trapped is neither here nor there. The real point of this post is that I have officially confirmed that they communicate with one another. I haven't the slightest clue what it is they are saying, but I could hear them through the thin walls moaning back and forth. I had limited view, but I could see them reacting to one another, and they held what could only be called a conversation. This is something I suspected for quite some time, but I can definitively state that they are speaking to one another.
This is both very exciting and scary. I still don't know to what extent yet, but they are certainly intelligent creatures. They are obviously taking in and interpreting things around them. I couldn't figure out what they were actually trying to do here in the grocery store, so I can not attest to how intelligent they are, but they certainly are functioning on a level beyond instinct..... I wonder if I could possibly communicate myself? It's obviously way too soon for that, but perhaps in the future.
They are still somewhere in the building, although I can't really hear them any more. I think I'll lay low here, perhaps stay the night. It seems safe enough.
Two things have occurred.
One is I am getting low on my food supply. Even though I've rationed myself to the point where I am thinner than I thought possible, I will need to adventure out for more food, most likely tomorrow.
Two is, although I've consistently monitored them from the safety of this office, I've come to realize I'm not learning anything new. I have certainly confirmed that they are creatures of habit, the flow of everyday is just too similar. But I'm afraid I need to get closer in order to get a better idea of what or who these things are. I'm not sure exactly how I'll accomplish this….. but I think I must.
I'll venture out the grocery store down the street tomorrow, and perhaps it will give me a better idea of how I can accomplish being closer to them.
One is I am getting low on my food supply. Even though I've rationed myself to the point where I am thinner than I thought possible, I will need to adventure out for more food, most likely tomorrow.
Two is, although I've consistently monitored them from the safety of this office, I've come to realize I'm not learning anything new. I have certainly confirmed that they are creatures of habit, the flow of everyday is just too similar. But I'm afraid I need to get closer in order to get a better idea of what or who these things are. I'm not sure exactly how I'll accomplish this….. but I think I must.
I'll venture out the grocery store down the street tomorrow, and perhaps it will give me a better idea of how I can accomplish being closer to them.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
I've been watching the town, kind of keeping tabs on how they seem to function on a day to day, and although I haven't learned too much, I have noticed they seem to function on a similar schedule everyday. I see the same zombies walking down the street in the same direction at the same time every morning. Perhaps they are creatures of habit.
They do seem to gather when they devour things, although at this point I've yet to see another human being, although I've seen plenty of their remains.
And they do often move in pairs of small groups, although that does not seem to be a steadfast rule…… For instance there is one wondering down the street just below the office building all by herself. And she is the only one in site at the moment, even with my binoculars. Although it is pretty late in the day and they do seem to be a bit more sparse later in the day. Although I have yet to stay up at night and not see at least a few of them wondering the streets.
They do seem to gather when they devour things, although at this point I've yet to see another human being, although I've seen plenty of their remains.
And they do often move in pairs of small groups, although that does not seem to be a steadfast rule…… For instance there is one wondering down the street just below the office building all by herself. And she is the only one in site at the moment, even with my binoculars. Although it is pretty late in the day and they do seem to be a bit more sparse later in the day. Although I have yet to stay up at night and not see at least a few of them wondering the streets.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Monday, August 16, 2010
I'm not even sure what day it is
Holy shit. I've come across a whole world of them.
Since I lost power to my phone, myself and the guide have come across a decent sized city and they are everywhere! I'm not sure I could even recount all of the close calls I've had… But I did realize that despite the fact that they are everywhere they don't seem to move in the large mobs they do in the movies. Just one more thing Hollywood got wrong. If only Hollywood was around to have learned the lesson. But the point is that although there seems to be zombies at every turn, they are not moving in large blobs and groups so I can manage to stay one step ahead of them and not be over powered by sheer force.
But to recap we came across the town approximately three days ago. I very quickly, and unfortunately lost my guide in a matter of an hour once we entered the urban area. It was impossible to stay a safe distance from every zombie I encountered while still keeping tabs on him. As strange as this sounds.. I will miss him.
I've been bouncing around from hiding place to hiding place keeping as low a profile as I could. And I spent a lot of sleepless nights in broom closets and abandoned buildings, and I even had to fight one off. After a long night in a gas station bathroom I open the door to find one of them standing directly in front of me, with his back to me. I freaked and immediately attacked him with the knife I keep on my belt. He turned and and lunged towards me with the knife sticking out of his neck and all. I think the knife weakened him or at the very least threw him off balance so when he went for my neck he missed. His body hitting mine, but no wound inflicted. With all my force I pushed him back and he tumbled over the register counter. I bolted, not looking back. Since then I've been more cautious.
I wondered the streets for another day, and somehow stumbled upon where I am now. I'm on the fifth floor of an apparently abandoned office building. In fact I'm writing this as we speak on a desktop computer because the electricity and internet still works in this town. It's easily the safest place I've been in weeks. And I can finally recharge my phone.
My current plan is to lay low here, get some sleep and take it easy for a day or two. Besides I have some nice big windows that I can look out upon the city and perhaps I can observe the zombies from afar. It seems safer.
Since I lost power to my phone, myself and the guide have come across a decent sized city and they are everywhere! I'm not sure I could even recount all of the close calls I've had… But I did realize that despite the fact that they are everywhere they don't seem to move in the large mobs they do in the movies. Just one more thing Hollywood got wrong. If only Hollywood was around to have learned the lesson. But the point is that although there seems to be zombies at every turn, they are not moving in large blobs and groups so I can manage to stay one step ahead of them and not be over powered by sheer force.
But to recap we came across the town approximately three days ago. I very quickly, and unfortunately lost my guide in a matter of an hour once we entered the urban area. It was impossible to stay a safe distance from every zombie I encountered while still keeping tabs on him. As strange as this sounds.. I will miss him.
I've been bouncing around from hiding place to hiding place keeping as low a profile as I could. And I spent a lot of sleepless nights in broom closets and abandoned buildings, and I even had to fight one off. After a long night in a gas station bathroom I open the door to find one of them standing directly in front of me, with his back to me. I freaked and immediately attacked him with the knife I keep on my belt. He turned and and lunged towards me with the knife sticking out of his neck and all. I think the knife weakened him or at the very least threw him off balance so when he went for my neck he missed. His body hitting mine, but no wound inflicted. With all my force I pushed him back and he tumbled over the register counter. I bolted, not looking back. Since then I've been more cautious.
I wondered the streets for another day, and somehow stumbled upon where I am now. I'm on the fifth floor of an apparently abandoned office building. In fact I'm writing this as we speak on a desktop computer because the electricity and internet still works in this town. It's easily the safest place I've been in weeks. And I can finally recharge my phone.
My current plan is to lay low here, get some sleep and take it easy for a day or two. Besides I have some nice big windows that I can look out upon the city and perhaps I can observe the zombies from afar. It seems safer.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
Day 11
The guide and myself are currently resting, tonight in an abandoned parking lot. Which is is nice because I've found myself an the back of a car to sleep in. Probably the first night I've slept on anything remotely soft since we departed our house a few days back…. or weeks at this point. I will admit that there are plenty of places for zombies to be hiding around here, so my nerves are a bit on edge, more than usual. And let me tell you the usual is pretty tense these days.
Although I've found myself pushing my luck with how close I've been following the guide around. I don't know if I've become to "familiar" with him, or I'm just losing my sense of life and death, but I've been following him a little closer than would probably be safe. And I've alerted his attention on more than one occasion. I'm starting to wonder if he realizes somebody is following him….. But I'm not sure of such intelligence as of yet.
Shit! The battery light is flashing on my phone. I've used it in brief spurts in order to keep these blog postings going, but I've yet to be anywhere that I can plug i
Although I've found myself pushing my luck with how close I've been following the guide around. I don't know if I've become to "familiar" with him, or I'm just losing my sense of life and death, but I've been following him a little closer than would probably be safe. And I've alerted his attention on more than one occasion. I'm starting to wonder if he realizes somebody is following him….. But I'm not sure of such intelligence as of yet.
Shit! The battery light is flashing on my phone. I've used it in brief spurts in order to keep these blog postings going, but I've yet to be anywhere that I can plug i
Monday, August 9, 2010
Day 10
Still moving slowly. At a zombie's pace if you will. But I did observe an interesting thing this evening.
At some time around sunset the guide came upon a house which had a small gathering of zombies in the back yard. Unfortunately I couldn't safely get very close, but the pair of binoculars I picked up before I left came in handy.
What was so interesting about the interaction is how uneventful it was. I spent hours watching them sit around a table, apparently moaning back and forth and eating a few bits of human here and there. Perhaps it is just learned behavior, or them just mimicking their old lives, but ignoring the fact that they were dead, you would swear they were "hanging" out. Just casually enjoying the evening. It can only be described as bizarre, but also pleasant. Pleasantly bizarre.
At some time around sunset the guide came upon a house which had a small gathering of zombies in the back yard. Unfortunately I couldn't safely get very close, but the pair of binoculars I picked up before I left came in handy.
What was so interesting about the interaction is how uneventful it was. I spent hours watching them sit around a table, apparently moaning back and forth and eating a few bits of human here and there. Perhaps it is just learned behavior, or them just mimicking their old lives, but ignoring the fact that they were dead, you would swear they were "hanging" out. Just casually enjoying the evening. It can only be described as bizarre, but also pleasant. Pleasantly bizarre.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Day 9
We've finally come to a place where zombie's seem to be everywhere.
My guide hasn't stopped moving quite yet, but he certainly seems to be interacting with other zombies more frequently. Obviously this has made my job of following him while not gaining the attention of flesh eating creatures a bit more difficult, but it has made it easier to get some sleep.
Just last night he actually stopped at a house full of zombies and apparently stayed the night. I can't guarantee that there was sleeping going on as I was hiding out on a nearby hill, but he did disappear into the house and not return until day light. It's the first time that he, or I for that matter, has stopped moving for a substantial period of time. I will admit because for most of the night I was worried I'd lost him and at this point I've kind of grown fond of him in a very strange way. But to my surprise he appeared early the next day and off we were again traveling through back woods and small towns.
I couldn't tell you where but I do believe he is certainly headed some place specific, or maybe I'm just so desperate to attach a personality to an aimless creature looking only for something to eat…. But I just don't think that is the case. There may not be a lot going on behind those blank eyes, but there is something. Or at least I hope at this point.
My guide hasn't stopped moving quite yet, but he certainly seems to be interacting with other zombies more frequently. Obviously this has made my job of following him while not gaining the attention of flesh eating creatures a bit more difficult, but it has made it easier to get some sleep.
Just last night he actually stopped at a house full of zombies and apparently stayed the night. I can't guarantee that there was sleeping going on as I was hiding out on a nearby hill, but he did disappear into the house and not return until day light. It's the first time that he, or I for that matter, has stopped moving for a substantial period of time. I will admit because for most of the night I was worried I'd lost him and at this point I've kind of grown fond of him in a very strange way. But to my surprise he appeared early the next day and off we were again traveling through back woods and small towns.
I couldn't tell you where but I do believe he is certainly headed some place specific, or maybe I'm just so desperate to attach a personality to an aimless creature looking only for something to eat…. But I just don't think that is the case. There may not be a lot going on behind those blank eyes, but there is something. Or at least I hope at this point.
Friday, August 6, 2010
Day 7
I realize it's been a few days since last I've posted anything, but to be honest I've just been passing through forests and abandoned towns with no real news, and just barely enough sleep to survive.
However today I have been lead to a small town covered in zombies. Fortunately, or unfortunately my guide seems to have no interest in anyone we've passed. We are currently on the outskirts of the town and he is resting. I'm a little on edge because I realize we are so close to at least hundreds of those things.
We passed through the town in broad day light. He appeared to interact with a few of them, to the best of what I can tell from my distant vantage point. They would moan back and forth and occasionally it looked like he waved to a few of them. But nothing more than a passing acknowledgment.
He just moved straight through town though, which was fortune for me because it was very difficult to follow him and avoid all the other zombies. It was only by sheer luck and hope that he was just passing through that I managed to keep up with him.
Part of me would just like to remain behind in this town, but I think it would be best to stick with the guide. So for now I'll try and get some sleep and we'll see where he leads me next.
However today I have been lead to a small town covered in zombies. Fortunately, or unfortunately my guide seems to have no interest in anyone we've passed. We are currently on the outskirts of the town and he is resting. I'm a little on edge because I realize we are so close to at least hundreds of those things.
We passed through the town in broad day light. He appeared to interact with a few of them, to the best of what I can tell from my distant vantage point. They would moan back and forth and occasionally it looked like he waved to a few of them. But nothing more than a passing acknowledgment.
He just moved straight through town though, which was fortune for me because it was very difficult to follow him and avoid all the other zombies. It was only by sheer luck and hope that he was just passing through that I managed to keep up with him.
Part of me would just like to remain behind in this town, but I think it would be best to stick with the guide. So for now I'll try and get some sleep and we'll see where he leads me next.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
Day 4
No particularly interesting news to note, although we are making some headway and have moved far enough from the house that I am no longer familiar with my surroundings.
We've passed a few houses but no sign of anything living or unliving.
My guide seems to rest for periods during the night, but nothing definite that I would call it sleep. I've managed to get some sleep here and there, but I am growing pretty tired. Fortunately we are not moving so quickly that I am completely fatigued.
We've passed a few houses but no sign of anything living or unliving.
My guide seems to rest for periods during the night, but nothing definite that I would call it sleep. I've managed to get some sleep here and there, but I am growing pretty tired. Fortunately we are not moving so quickly that I am completely fatigued.
Monday, August 2, 2010
Day 3
Nothing of interest.
Although at this point he has consumed several small creatures and a deer. Which had turned my stomach to the point that I have been conserving a good deal of food.
One way or the other he seems to be far more alert and we are moving much quicker. Or at least relatively quicker.
Although at this point he has consumed several small creatures and a deer. Which had turned my stomach to the point that I have been conserving a good deal of food.
One way or the other he seems to be far more alert and we are moving much quicker. Or at least relatively quicker.
Sunday, August 1, 2010
Day 2
Until you've seen someone or something devour a live squirrel, you haven't seen anything.
On the plus side I think I've discovered what he was looking for.... food. I'm glad I've kept my distance. Although I did briefly lose track of him and almost stumbled right upon him. I think if he was more with it, I would've been in a great deal of trouble.
It's been a few hours since the squirrel and he seems to be gaining some speed and focus. I suppose I did have him locked up for several weeks without any food. Clearly they can survive long periods of time without eating, but it certainly seemed to affect him.
As a note we are still wandering the woods still no more than 20 miles from the house.
On the plus side I think I've discovered what he was looking for.... food. I'm glad I've kept my distance. Although I did briefly lose track of him and almost stumbled right upon him. I think if he was more with it, I would've been in a great deal of trouble.
It's been a few hours since the squirrel and he seems to be gaining some speed and focus. I suppose I did have him locked up for several weeks without any food. Clearly they can survive long periods of time without eating, but it certainly seemed to affect him.
As a note we are still wandering the woods still no more than 20 miles from the house.
Saturday, July 31, 2010
Day 1
I've been on the road for a day now, and I haven't seen much, but I also haven't gotten far at all.
At the moment I'm keeping a good distance from my "guide" as I've dubbed him. But he seems to be meandering more so than I would have expected. We've literally only moved about 10 miles, at most, from the house.
It's almost as if he seems lost or he's looking for something. But I can't imagine what.
I'll leave it at that for now as I want to save the battery on this phone as much as possible. Especially at the pace I'm not sure when I will be somewhere I can recharge it.
At the moment I'm keeping a good distance from my "guide" as I've dubbed him. But he seems to be meandering more so than I would have expected. We've literally only moved about 10 miles, at most, from the house.
It's almost as if he seems lost or he's looking for something. But I can't imagine what.
I'll leave it at that for now as I want to save the battery on this phone as much as possible. Especially at the pace I'm not sure when I will be somewhere I can recharge it.
Friday, July 30, 2010
He has finally left the house.
I can't quite explain it but he seems to be moving slowly. Or very slowly. Slower than I think is normal. At least he'll be easier to follow.
And before he gets too far ahead of me I am now departing. I will do my best to keep things updated mobile and on the move.
And off we go.....
I can't quite explain it but he seems to be moving slowly. Or very slowly. Slower than I think is normal. At least he'll be easier to follow.
And before he gets too far ahead of me I am now departing. I will do my best to keep things updated mobile and on the move.
And off we go.....
I've let him out, and quickly retreated to the upstairs.
Strangely enough once I opened the door I heard nothing. Obviously I didn't stick around long enough to see why I didn't hear anything, but I've left the front door open for him and am currently positioned next a window in which I will see him when he leaves.
Considering I am sitting still my heart is racing exceedingly fast. It's perhaps the first rush I've felt in a long time. But for now I just have to wait.
God I hope this is a good idea.
Strangely enough once I opened the door I heard nothing. Obviously I didn't stick around long enough to see why I didn't hear anything, but I've left the front door open for him and am currently positioned next a window in which I will see him when he leaves.
Considering I am sitting still my heart is racing exceedingly fast. It's perhaps the first rush I've felt in a long time. But for now I just have to wait.
God I hope this is a good idea.
Thursday, July 29, 2010
The Time Has Come
I've woken up early this morning and realized I've been coming up with every excuse possible to avoid setting out on my intended plan. Because I am terrified of the idea of walking out into a world full of zombies.
But this is where I let go of that fear and realize a shortened life of purpose is better than wasting away here with litteraly nothing.
I'll spend the day packing up and triple checking my lists and what I have with me in order to survive to the best of my ability.
And first thing tomorrow I let him out
But this is where I let go of that fear and realize a shortened life of purpose is better than wasting away here with litteraly nothing.
I'll spend the day packing up and triple checking my lists and what I have with me in order to survive to the best of my ability.
And first thing tomorrow I let him out
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Testing. Testing. This is a test.
I quick trip to a local electronics store has left me with both a laptop as well as a cell phone with I can write to this blog with. The only catch is keeping them charged and connected to the internet. But only time will tell if that will be possible.
One way or the other I will do everything I can to keep these postings going as long as possible.
I quick trip to a local electronics store has left me with both a laptop as well as a cell phone with I can write to this blog with. The only catch is keeping them charged and connected to the internet. But only time will tell if that will be possible.
One way or the other I will do everything I can to keep these postings going as long as possible.
Saturday, July 17, 2010
The glory of Wal-Mart! What doesn't that place have?
I found almost everything I needed in the camping and sporting section of the Wal-Mart. It's funny how preparing to trek across a zombie wasteland is similar to shopping for a 4th of July camping trip.
Something funny did happen during my trip. I left in the mid morning on Friday or was it Thursday. I'm starting to lose track of the days. Whenever it was I found myself driving through neighborhoods full of zombies. I managed to take back roads and avoid any major contact, but once I arrived at the Wal-Mart I found the parking lot swamped with them. Wandering left and right.
I laid low for a few hours trying to figure out what to do, because without being able to get inside that Wal-Mart my whole plan is at a lose. However once the sun started going down they suddenly up and left. And before long I found that I was alone in the entire mini-mall. Once I determined it was safe I ventured to the front door to find it locked. Fortunately a window was smashed in and I had no trouble getting inside.
I had to resist not taking more because I need to stay somewhat light, and I still need room to carry as much food as I can. Additionally I found myself starring at the firearms case and decided against it. I know every movie in the world would say this was a stupid idea, but I have no idea how to shoot a gun, and it seemed more dangerous to be carrying one around. Instead I settled on a crowbar. I read somewhere that it was the perfect zombie weapon. It functions as both a weapon and a tool. And at this point in my life practicality seems like everything.
I ended up sleeping in the car last night, as I didn't feel safe traveling back in the dark. Now I just need to figure out how I'll continue this blog while on the road.... But I leave that for my next trip. Now I'm going to sleep because I didn't get much last night.
I found almost everything I needed in the camping and sporting section of the Wal-Mart. It's funny how preparing to trek across a zombie wasteland is similar to shopping for a 4th of July camping trip.
Something funny did happen during my trip. I left in the mid morning on Friday or was it Thursday. I'm starting to lose track of the days. Whenever it was I found myself driving through neighborhoods full of zombies. I managed to take back roads and avoid any major contact, but once I arrived at the Wal-Mart I found the parking lot swamped with them. Wandering left and right.
I laid low for a few hours trying to figure out what to do, because without being able to get inside that Wal-Mart my whole plan is at a lose. However once the sun started going down they suddenly up and left. And before long I found that I was alone in the entire mini-mall. Once I determined it was safe I ventured to the front door to find it locked. Fortunately a window was smashed in and I had no trouble getting inside.
I had to resist not taking more because I need to stay somewhat light, and I still need room to carry as much food as I can. Additionally I found myself starring at the firearms case and decided against it. I know every movie in the world would say this was a stupid idea, but I have no idea how to shoot a gun, and it seemed more dangerous to be carrying one around. Instead I settled on a crowbar. I read somewhere that it was the perfect zombie weapon. It functions as both a weapon and a tool. And at this point in my life practicality seems like everything.
I ended up sleeping in the car last night, as I didn't feel safe traveling back in the dark. Now I just need to figure out how I'll continue this blog while on the road.... But I leave that for my next trip. Now I'm going to sleep because I didn't get much last night.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
I've returned from the hardware store and it has been relatively unsuccessful. Although I've found a great Knife and a few odds and ends such as rope and a flashlight I mostly spent the afternoon searching through plumbing supplies. On my walk back I did get some gasoline to make I've got plenty to make it to the Wal-Mart tomorrow.
I'm off to get a good night sleep and set out early on what I will hope will be a more successful day.
I'm off to get a good night sleep and set out early on what I will hope will be a more successful day.
I have spent the better part of the last few days creating a plan, and now it is time to act on said plan. And of course it all begins with a few days of extensive shopping. I suppose it's good that I still have some type of sense of humor.
My first stop today is the hardware store right down the street. I'll see what essentials I can get, although I know it won't have much to offer in comparison to the Wal-Mart, but it's a much shorter trip. And I figured a good first step in the process. Below is a list of what I need to find in the course of the next few days.
Food (canned and light weight non-perishable)
Hiking boots
Rain jacket
Backpack
sleeping bag
Water Bottle
Matches
Flashlight
Swiss Army Knife
Gun?
On a separate note I haven't heard a word or sound from the downstairs room in the past day or two. I'm positive he's still in there and he won't fool me again. But it does bother me that I think he's realize I have a better chance of entering the room if he doesn't make a sound. Because at this point silence is more unsettling.
My first stop today is the hardware store right down the street. I'll see what essentials I can get, although I know it won't have much to offer in comparison to the Wal-Mart, but it's a much shorter trip. And I figured a good first step in the process. Below is a list of what I need to find in the course of the next few days.
Food (canned and light weight non-perishable)
Hiking boots
Rain jacket
Backpack
sleeping bag
Water Bottle
Matches
Flashlight
Swiss Army Knife
Gun?
On a separate note I haven't heard a word or sound from the downstairs room in the past day or two. I'm positive he's still in there and he won't fool me again. But it does bother me that I think he's realize I have a better chance of entering the room if he doesn't make a sound. Because at this point silence is more unsettling.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
I have come to a decision.
I have spent the passed week and a half alone, and I think, losing my mind. It has been tough to live on canned food, and tougher to sleep with the knowledge that I am surrounded by things that want only to eat me, or at least that is what I think they want. But the toughest thing of all is that I've been apparently stranded alone in what is left of the world that I know. That loneliness has driven me to not write, and do little else but survive in the most basic of ways.
Despite the fact that I was scarred to even go down stairs only a week ago, I have found myself sitting outside of the room where I have locked one of those things up. Listening to its banging and moaning, and often time it's silence.
Perhaps I am only hearing what I want to hear, but it seems to me that the zombie is not just moaning gibberish, and although I do not understand a word that comes from it's mouth, I do think it's trying to communicate. And of course I still can not let go of the idea that it was in fact sleeping.
I have also come to the realization that rescue is not coming, and I will only be left with what I choose to do with the remainder of my living days. I know that I once said I would document what was happening to the world. And although I realize that there may be no one left to even read what I am writing, I will continue to do that in the only way I can think. I will release the zombie, and I will follow him. I will see what he does, and where he goes and attempt to document that to the best of my abilities. Because as of know I think there is more to this creature than past popular culture has said. To be honest I hope to find that it is nothing more than a brain dead human eater, because I find the alternative to be unsettling. But I have realized I will either sit here wasting my days away or I could go risk, which is essentially a worthless existence, to find out what these creatures are.
Of course this will take some planning, and time to put together the supplies to do this. And I'm not sure at the moment how I will continue this blog while I do this, but I will figure it out. So at the moment I will leave you with this decision, and begin putting the plan into affect.
I have spent the passed week and a half alone, and I think, losing my mind. It has been tough to live on canned food, and tougher to sleep with the knowledge that I am surrounded by things that want only to eat me, or at least that is what I think they want. But the toughest thing of all is that I've been apparently stranded alone in what is left of the world that I know. That loneliness has driven me to not write, and do little else but survive in the most basic of ways.
Despite the fact that I was scarred to even go down stairs only a week ago, I have found myself sitting outside of the room where I have locked one of those things up. Listening to its banging and moaning, and often time it's silence.
Perhaps I am only hearing what I want to hear, but it seems to me that the zombie is not just moaning gibberish, and although I do not understand a word that comes from it's mouth, I do think it's trying to communicate. And of course I still can not let go of the idea that it was in fact sleeping.
I have also come to the realization that rescue is not coming, and I will only be left with what I choose to do with the remainder of my living days. I know that I once said I would document what was happening to the world. And although I realize that there may be no one left to even read what I am writing, I will continue to do that in the only way I can think. I will release the zombie, and I will follow him. I will see what he does, and where he goes and attempt to document that to the best of my abilities. Because as of know I think there is more to this creature than past popular culture has said. To be honest I hope to find that it is nothing more than a brain dead human eater, because I find the alternative to be unsettling. But I have realized I will either sit here wasting my days away or I could go risk, which is essentially a worthless existence, to find out what these creatures are.
Of course this will take some planning, and time to put together the supplies to do this. And I'm not sure at the moment how I will continue this blog while I do this, but I will figure it out. So at the moment I will leave you with this decision, and begin putting the plan into affect.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Sleeping
It's been several days since I've ventured into the room that has one of those things locked up. To be perfectly honest I've been too terrified to go downstairs, let alone see what's going on in that room.
In a world with no other speaking person you find yourself pondering over things for longer than you thought possible, and I can't seem to let go of the fact that I'm sure when I went into that room he was sleeping. Sleeping? What does that mean? What does a mindless machine need to sleep for. Unless of course he's not all that mindless....
What am I saying?!? I've been surrounded by flesh eating creatures for too long. I've had little sleep, I'm rationing food, and I have no one to talk to. I'm just letting it all go to my head. But why exactly would he be sleeping. For some reason that idea seems all too unsettling. If he needs to sleep what other things does he need? How different are they from me?
I'm off to read a book, as there is little else around to keep my mind off of these things.
Sleeping?
In a world with no other speaking person you find yourself pondering over things for longer than you thought possible, and I can't seem to let go of the fact that I'm sure when I went into that room he was sleeping. Sleeping? What does that mean? What does a mindless machine need to sleep for. Unless of course he's not all that mindless....
What am I saying?!? I've been surrounded by flesh eating creatures for too long. I've had little sleep, I'm rationing food, and I have no one to talk to. I'm just letting it all go to my head. But why exactly would he be sleeping. For some reason that idea seems all too unsettling. If he needs to sleep what other things does he need? How different are they from me?
I'm off to read a book, as there is little else around to keep my mind off of these things.
Sleeping?
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Nope not dead. Although I was fooled at first. I opened the door with flashlight in hand, and found him lying flat on his back, motionless. I wasn't exactly sure how to tell if he was dead, but I was pretty sure I wouldn't be able to tell from all the way across the room.
I leaned over and picked up his hand. As a note it was very cold and clammy, pretty much exactly what you would expect. Before I could drop his arm he started moving. Needless to say I didn't stick around long enough to see what he'd do next, but he did seem just as surprised as I did and just as caught off guard and confused. It wasn't really till after I locked the door again that I realized he was sleeping.
Zombies sleep, not exactly something I expected to find out.
And now, of course, he's awake and banging on the door again.
I leaned over and picked up his hand. As a note it was very cold and clammy, pretty much exactly what you would expect. Before I could drop his arm he started moving. Needless to say I didn't stick around long enough to see what he'd do next, but he did seem just as surprised as I did and just as caught off guard and confused. It wasn't really till after I locked the door again that I realized he was sleeping.
Zombies sleep, not exactly something I expected to find out.
And now, of course, he's awake and banging on the door again.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
The world Belongs to them.
It has been a long time since I last posted an update on the state of the world, and that is because this is the first time I've seen a computer in weeks. Which, as you can imagine, is a bad sign.
I set out to get food. All was quiet and fine. I made it to the supermarket, loaded up on food and headed back. Stupidly I ran out of gas about five minutes from the parking lot. It turns out that hunger makes you do stupid things. As I debated what to do, I suddenly saw them coming out of the wood work. Wandering down the street, coming out of the doors of the neighborhood houses, some evening sitting in the parked cars.
The point being is the zombies are everywhere, casually wandering around as if it is their world. And I suppose at this point it is.
I made my way back to the supermarket, as it was closer than any other place I was familiar with, not to mention there was plenty of food. A few managed to follow me, but once I was inside I had no problem hiding from them. Stealth is definitely not one of their strong suits. I was holed up in the supermarket for, by my count, 14 days.
And although they rarely came in doors there was never a day, until today, that I didn't see at least a handful of them wandering around out on the streets.
This morning, however, I was able to take the time to siphon some gas (which is not nearly as easy as they make it out to be in the movies, and gasoline does not taste good), make my way back to my car and get home with a stock of food.
Since this was my first time to really observe the zombies, I will say that they are slow moving and meandering. Although, surprisingly, they look very casual. I know that sounds weird, but it's the best way I can describe it. It's almost as if their wandering is aimless. They are certainly not in a rush, but they are going somewhere. Or perhaps I've just been stuck inside by myself for months.
Needless to say, this world no longer belongs to humans. I can only hope there are some of us still out there. But if I've made it this far, others must have as well.
I set out to get food. All was quiet and fine. I made it to the supermarket, loaded up on food and headed back. Stupidly I ran out of gas about five minutes from the parking lot. It turns out that hunger makes you do stupid things. As I debated what to do, I suddenly saw them coming out of the wood work. Wandering down the street, coming out of the doors of the neighborhood houses, some evening sitting in the parked cars.
The point being is the zombies are everywhere, casually wandering around as if it is their world. And I suppose at this point it is.
I made my way back to the supermarket, as it was closer than any other place I was familiar with, not to mention there was plenty of food. A few managed to follow me, but once I was inside I had no problem hiding from them. Stealth is definitely not one of their strong suits. I was holed up in the supermarket for, by my count, 14 days.
And although they rarely came in doors there was never a day, until today, that I didn't see at least a handful of them wandering around out on the streets.
This morning, however, I was able to take the time to siphon some gas (which is not nearly as easy as they make it out to be in the movies, and gasoline does not taste good), make my way back to my car and get home with a stock of food.
Since this was my first time to really observe the zombies, I will say that they are slow moving and meandering. Although, surprisingly, they look very casual. I know that sounds weird, but it's the best way I can describe it. It's almost as if their wandering is aimless. They are certainly not in a rush, but they are going somewhere. Or perhaps I've just been stuck inside by myself for months.
Needless to say, this world no longer belongs to humans. I can only hope there are some of us still out there. But if I've made it this far, others must have as well.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Starving
I've gone about 22 hours without eating a thing. I must go outside today, even though I'm not feeling very confident since my last attempt.
I'll report back the moment I return. And, yes, just for the record he is still downstairs and banging the walls. It seems that not much of anything stops these things. When I get back I might have to do something about him. But first food.
I'll report back the moment I return. And, yes, just for the record he is still downstairs and banging the walls. It seems that not much of anything stops these things. When I get back I might have to do something about him. But first food.
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
I didn't make if very far.
Two steps outside the front door and I found myself face to face with the man who collapsed in the backyard a few days ago. Needless to say, he didn't look well. And my attempts to speak with him were returned with illegible moans.
He was anything but quick, however I was caught so off guard he managed to catch the door as I attempted to back up into the house. He forced his way through apparently trying to bite me, and although he wasn't quick his strength didn't seem to diminish with his state of living (or dying). In a panic I abandoned the door and ran for the nearest room. Which, unfortunately, was the living room in the back corner of the house. Only one way in or out. He followed me as quickly as he could. I put the sofa between him and myself and whether out of shear determination or stupidity he came after me tripping over the sofa and tumbling to the ground. Before I even had the chance to see him get up I ran for the door, locking it behind myself.
I've only now calmed down enough to type and my legs still feel like jelly. But perhaps worst of all, even up here on the third floor I can hear him moaning, scrapping and banging the walls.
I think I'll leave the grocery trip for another day. For now I'll just rest. Although I can't imagine it will be easy to do with all that noise.
Two steps outside the front door and I found myself face to face with the man who collapsed in the backyard a few days ago. Needless to say, he didn't look well. And my attempts to speak with him were returned with illegible moans.
He was anything but quick, however I was caught so off guard he managed to catch the door as I attempted to back up into the house. He forced his way through apparently trying to bite me, and although he wasn't quick his strength didn't seem to diminish with his state of living (or dying). In a panic I abandoned the door and ran for the nearest room. Which, unfortunately, was the living room in the back corner of the house. Only one way in or out. He followed me as quickly as he could. I put the sofa between him and myself and whether out of shear determination or stupidity he came after me tripping over the sofa and tumbling to the ground. Before I even had the chance to see him get up I ran for the door, locking it behind myself.
I've only now calmed down enough to type and my legs still feel like jelly. But perhaps worst of all, even up here on the third floor I can hear him moaning, scrapping and banging the walls.
I think I'll leave the grocery trip for another day. For now I'll just rest. Although I can't imagine it will be easy to do with all that noise.
Venturing outside
So the time has come that I must go outside. I am running low on food and have to make a trip to the grocery store. It's only a fifteen minute drive away, but the world has become a ghost town and I don't feel great about what I will find outside in the world. Most television and radio stations have ceased broadcast, with a few exceptions showing reruns over and over. It turns out the Simpsons will never actually end. The internet still seems fairly active, considering the circumstances, but I don't think I'll find much in the way of people and social activity in the streets. But when it really comes down to it, I suppose I'd prefer to not see anyone than the alternative.
I do not anticipate that this will be my final entry, but if it is; farewell. If it is not I will return with food and a better sense of what is happening to this planet. Which I will promptly inform you of.
I do not anticipate that this will be my final entry, but if it is; farewell. If it is not I will return with food and a better sense of what is happening to this planet. Which I will promptly inform you of.
Friday, June 4, 2010
Thursday, June 3, 2010
After what must have been weeks of not seeing a single person, my luck has changed. Only I wouldn't call it luck at all.
This afternoon a man came stumbling into my backyard screaming as loud as he could manage to scream. I saw him staggering around having trouble keeping himself up. And all he could say was "Help me, help me!". Before I could decide what to do he just collapsed to the ground face in the grass. He twitched a little bit and then laid motionless.
I debated going outside, but I figured the wiser thing to do was to call for help. 45 minutes of waiting and a woman stating "Due to the high volume of calls all of our dispatchers are unavailable. We will be with you as soon as possible", is when I decided 911 was no longer in service. The man still hasn't moved in all that time, so I figure there is not much I can do for him. I'm better off inside where it's safe.
So now I sit here typing this on the third floor. I have a clear view of the man from the window by the computer. He still hasn't moved. It's like he's starring at the earth.
A day or two ago I would have said that I'd give anything to see another person, now I just want to be alone. The sun is setting soon, so at least I won't have to look at him anymore.
This afternoon a man came stumbling into my backyard screaming as loud as he could manage to scream. I saw him staggering around having trouble keeping himself up. And all he could say was "Help me, help me!". Before I could decide what to do he just collapsed to the ground face in the grass. He twitched a little bit and then laid motionless.
I debated going outside, but I figured the wiser thing to do was to call for help. 45 minutes of waiting and a woman stating "Due to the high volume of calls all of our dispatchers are unavailable. We will be with you as soon as possible", is when I decided 911 was no longer in service. The man still hasn't moved in all that time, so I figure there is not much I can do for him. I'm better off inside where it's safe.
So now I sit here typing this on the third floor. I have a clear view of the man from the window by the computer. He still hasn't moved. It's like he's starring at the earth.
A day or two ago I would have said that I'd give anything to see another person, now I just want to be alone. The sun is setting soon, so at least I won't have to look at him anymore.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
So much for routine. I think I've locked the doors of the video store for the last time. I spent close to 14 hours there, and no one came in. No one has rented a video in over 5 days. There are thousands of over due movies and I don't think they are coming back. I guess the days of video rental are officially over, but most importantly, I don't think I'm getting a paycheck tomorrow.
At least I can sleep in tomorrow.
At least I can sleep in tomorrow.
Alls Quiet on the Front
I realize it's been awhile since I've last posted any news, but that's because there seems to be little news to post. As I'm sure you know, the first day or two after last weeks announcement, there was some panic and several news reports of the illness. But now all seems very quiet. Eerily quiet in fact.
There seem to be less people out on the streets. Hardly anyone has come into the video store over the past week, and the few who have have said and done little. The TV and radio all seem to be running fine, but everything is a rerun. Including live shows. Yesterday I went into the grocery store and I ended up walking out without paying for anything, because I couldn't find a single soul working there.
I know it seems odd that I'm roaming the world as the human race seems to be disappearing from it. It's just nothing seems all that threatening. It's all just really quiet. I'm going to head over to the video store now. I seem to be the only one around willing to open it up these days. And none of the managers are returning my calls. Why I'm even bothering to open it? I don't really know. Routine is a funny thing.
There seem to be less people out on the streets. Hardly anyone has come into the video store over the past week, and the few who have have said and done little. The TV and radio all seem to be running fine, but everything is a rerun. Including live shows. Yesterday I went into the grocery store and I ended up walking out without paying for anything, because I couldn't find a single soul working there.
I know it seems odd that I'm roaming the world as the human race seems to be disappearing from it. It's just nothing seems all that threatening. It's all just really quiet. I'm going to head over to the video store now. I seem to be the only one around willing to open it up these days. And none of the managers are returning my calls. Why I'm even bothering to open it? I don't really know. Routine is a funny thing.
Sunday, May 16, 2010
The Actual End of the World
So here it is. I suppose I should be happy that I was right, but somehow it's not all that comforting. And if I could take back the blog for the sake of the world's health I'd probably do it.
What I'm referring to, of course, is tonight's press conference that was held at the white house. If you've been living under a rock and missed this, I've got some news for you. It ain't good. Apparently the the flu has broken loose and is rapidly spreading across the country and presumably around the world. They claim there is a vaccine, but they just can't produce it fast enough. Although, if you ask me, it sounds like crowd control "don't panic" statement. I wouldn't expect seeing a vaccine anytime soon.
Now if this doesn't sound bad enough, it gets worse. There have been about half dozen reports that patients have "after an apparent heart stoppage revived consciousness with violent outbreaks and irrational behaviour." Perhaps I've been watching too many horror films, but it sounds to me like people are coming back from the dead, and they are really pissed off about something.
In the final moments of the address the surgeon general has encouraged us to stay in doors when possible and take all precautions to stay as healthy as possible. And most important to report and isolate incidents of the flu.
Now I don't really think this is the end, mostly because I don't think I can really conceive of such a thing, but it certainly doesn't look good. And if officials have decided to tell us about it, you know they've been dealing with it secretly for months now and to no avail. If it all didn't seem so unrealistic, I might even be a little scared of the whole.
At least there's one good thing that's coming out of all this. I've finally got something to write about.
What I'm referring to, of course, is tonight's press conference that was held at the white house. If you've been living under a rock and missed this, I've got some news for you. It ain't good. Apparently the the flu has broken loose and is rapidly spreading across the country and presumably around the world. They claim there is a vaccine, but they just can't produce it fast enough. Although, if you ask me, it sounds like crowd control "don't panic" statement. I wouldn't expect seeing a vaccine anytime soon.
Now if this doesn't sound bad enough, it gets worse. There have been about half dozen reports that patients have "after an apparent heart stoppage revived consciousness with violent outbreaks and irrational behaviour." Perhaps I've been watching too many horror films, but it sounds to me like people are coming back from the dead, and they are really pissed off about something.
In the final moments of the address the surgeon general has encouraged us to stay in doors when possible and take all precautions to stay as healthy as possible. And most important to report and isolate incidents of the flu.
Now I don't really think this is the end, mostly because I don't think I can really conceive of such a thing, but it certainly doesn't look good. And if officials have decided to tell us about it, you know they've been dealing with it secretly for months now and to no avail. If it all didn't seem so unrealistic, I might even be a little scared of the whole.
At least there's one good thing that's coming out of all this. I've finally got something to write about.
Friday, April 30, 2010
The Answer
Well, I guess that answers my question.
I suppose I can't blame anyone. I'll be back when I've got something interesting to say.
I suppose I can't blame anyone. I'll be back when I've got something interesting to say.
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Don't worry, it turns out I'm a terrible photographer.
And even if I weren't I wouldn't have had the time to take any pictures. I've been at the video store working everyday for the past 12 days due to everyone being out sick. Now, I get sick sometimes, but rarely is it so bad that I can't get up to work 1 day let alone 12. So I've decided that I am the butt of a joke. That I am the fall guy for 5-6 of my co-workers skipping out on work and having a blast. If you don't want to do the job, then why don't you just go get a different one. Yeah, I've heard about "the economy right now", but skirting responsibility and laying it on somebody else just pisses me off.
It's not like I can do anything about it. And quite frankly I need the cash, but I figured I'd at least get it off my chest. And to be honest, it feels pretty good.
Maybe I'll just turn this blog into complaints. I mean, everyone's got something to complain about, right?
And even if I weren't I wouldn't have had the time to take any pictures. I've been at the video store working everyday for the past 12 days due to everyone being out sick. Now, I get sick sometimes, but rarely is it so bad that I can't get up to work 1 day let alone 12. So I've decided that I am the butt of a joke. That I am the fall guy for 5-6 of my co-workers skipping out on work and having a blast. If you don't want to do the job, then why don't you just go get a different one. Yeah, I've heard about "the economy right now", but skirting responsibility and laying it on somebody else just pisses me off.
It's not like I can do anything about it. And quite frankly I need the cash, but I figured I'd at least get it off my chest. And to be honest, it feels pretty good.
Maybe I'll just turn this blog into complaints. I mean, everyone's got something to complain about, right?
Saturday, April 17, 2010
Well that didn't last long.
I've spent the past week attempting to watch several movies, but it turns out as soon as you make it work you no longer want to do it. Even if it is something you like to do. So with that I put an end to my movie review blog. Because quite frankly I'd like to get back to watching some movies.
Now I'm back to step one. Nothing to talk about and a blog to write it in.
Maybe I can just write about possible things to write about.
Or perhaps I can start taking photos.
I've spent the past week attempting to watch several movies, but it turns out as soon as you make it work you no longer want to do it. Even if it is something you like to do. So with that I put an end to my movie review blog. Because quite frankly I'd like to get back to watching some movies.
Now I'm back to step one. Nothing to talk about and a blog to write it in.
Maybe I can just write about possible things to write about.
Or perhaps I can start taking photos.
Sunday, April 4, 2010
Ha! I've figured it out! And really it seems so obvious now. Movie Reviews!
I can use this blog to review movies. I watch enough of them.
So to kick this new found purpose off, I'll take a look at an older classic film which I just conviently finished watching.....
Night of the Living Dead
1968
It's a simple enough premise. The worlds dead rise from their graves and come back as the flesh eating zombies we have come to love. In the beginning moments of the crisis the typical hysterical blond finds safety in an abandoned house in the sticks. Before long she is accompanied by a band of survivors, who become too busy fighting amongst themselves to properly defend themselves when the inevitable zombie horde comes to eat their brains.
If you are looking for any more plot I suggest you just rent the movie. Although you won't find much more there either. But what I want to talk about is how unbelievably unrealistic this whole concept is. Even if the impossible was to happen, and zombies were to be birthed (for lack of a better term) how NOT scary is that. A bunch of slow moving brain dead humans with their only weapon being teeth. How dumb of a society would we have to be to actually let that take over the world?
If you can get over that. Oh, and did I mention it was caused by some kind of rock from space? But if you can get over that I will say the human interaction and obvious racial undertones is at least enjoyable to watch. And, if you make it to the end I promise you will enjoy the resolution of the little girls story line. Because it is pretty awesome.
And my verdict is you should watch it. (I just now decided not to grade the movies. I didn't like that is school, why should I like it now). So consider this my recommendation. See it, enjoy it and if for no other reason check out where all this zombie stuff started.
And I'll be back again with the review of another movie. Till then.....
I can use this blog to review movies. I watch enough of them.
So to kick this new found purpose off, I'll take a look at an older classic film which I just conviently finished watching.....
Night of the Living Dead
1968
It's a simple enough premise. The worlds dead rise from their graves and come back as the flesh eating zombies we have come to love. In the beginning moments of the crisis the typical hysterical blond finds safety in an abandoned house in the sticks. Before long she is accompanied by a band of survivors, who become too busy fighting amongst themselves to properly defend themselves when the inevitable zombie horde comes to eat their brains.
If you are looking for any more plot I suggest you just rent the movie. Although you won't find much more there either. But what I want to talk about is how unbelievably unrealistic this whole concept is. Even if the impossible was to happen, and zombies were to be birthed (for lack of a better term) how NOT scary is that. A bunch of slow moving brain dead humans with their only weapon being teeth. How dumb of a society would we have to be to actually let that take over the world?
If you can get over that. Oh, and did I mention it was caused by some kind of rock from space? But if you can get over that I will say the human interaction and obvious racial undertones is at least enjoyable to watch. And, if you make it to the end I promise you will enjoy the resolution of the little girls story line. Because it is pretty awesome.
And my verdict is you should watch it. (I just now decided not to grade the movies. I didn't like that is school, why should I like it now). So consider this my recommendation. See it, enjoy it and if for no other reason check out where all this zombie stuff started.
And I'll be back again with the review of another movie. Till then.....
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Still nothing! Another long day at work and a week of thinking, and I've still got nothing to write about. Except, I suppose, the fact that I've got nothing to write.
More people out sick today, perhaps there is some weight to this swine flu thing. And even less people coming into the store. It turns out that in this modern day in age of mail in DVD's and pirated movies video stores are a bit out dated. But it keeps me in booze and cigarettes as they say.
Off to watch a movie. With all the buzz about zombies these days I figured I'd bring home a movie and check out where it all started. Besides it's not like anyone else is renting it. "Night of the Living Dead", honestly it looks a bit slow to me.
More people out sick today, perhaps there is some weight to this swine flu thing. And even less people coming into the store. It turns out that in this modern day in age of mail in DVD's and pirated movies video stores are a bit out dated. But it keeps me in booze and cigarettes as they say.
Off to watch a movie. With all the buzz about zombies these days I figured I'd bring home a movie and check out where it all started. Besides it's not like anyone else is renting it. "Night of the Living Dead", honestly it looks a bit slow to me.
Friday, March 26, 2010
Epiphany
Well, after a very boring and unexpected day at work. I was called in due to somebody being sick. Swine flu strikes again! So with a few days of thinking, and one really long and really boring day at work, I've come to realize that you can't just have a blog about nothing these days. No one just wants to hear what you're thinking about any more. You've got to give them something new and different.
Here's the catch though. I'm not sure what that thing is.... yet.
But at least now I know that I'm looking for it.
Here's the catch though. I'm not sure what that thing is.... yet.
But at least now I know that I'm looking for it.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
The Begining of the End
So it is official. I said the world would end before I started a blog, and here we are: at the end of the world. Seriously though, I’m not sure why I even started this. I suppose you can only listen to people talk about something for so long before you have to try it yourself. It makes you realize why people do bad things……
And now of course that it has begun I’m already having writers block. Suffice it to say here I am, with a new digital presence, here in the 21st and half century, and if you find anything I say at all interesting or, dare I say, amusing then perhaps you’ll find your way back again soon.
And I promise I’ll get a little better at this in the mean time.
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