On top of everything else

I had a fight-zombies dream last night. As far as I could tell, some alien artifact fell into a public pool and turned everyone in it into horribly distended animated corpses. I ended up on the wrong side of the fence fighting them off with a rake until, in classic Night of the Living Dead fashion, cops took me out with a head shot when I tried to make a break for it.

Awakening from something like that makes you regard your surroundings in a new light. When I opened my eyes, I briefly considered how secure our ground-level place would be in the event of a zombie attack.

Oh my god, we are so totally fucked.

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Oh, and for everyone on my Flist who's trumpeting the pick of Palin for VP as a colossal blunder on McCain's part, you might just want to have a peek at this link (ganked from mollpeartree) before you start partying:

http://www.reclusiveleftist.com/2008/08/29/i-knew-it-i-knew-it-i-knew-it/.

I admit, I hadn't really considered the Palin's-rubber-Obama's-glue aspect of the whole experience issue. And the points about the rural/urban divide are well-taken, too.