Taking Leave

Hyrion, it turns out you were right. Something did happen on my ominous day, but something much more banal than a zombie attack.

Without going into detail, I experienced a very personal and deep loss. This event has given me a lot to think about and I feel the need to retire from this blog, at least temporarily.

I apologize to my readers for this sudden need for introspection. Please take care and stay vigilant in my absence.

Ominous Day

I was taking a walk today. A little warm out, but generally a nice day. A couple blocks from my home I got an eerie feeling. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up; I shivered, and a cold breeze made the sky overcast. I got the feeling, right there, that it had begun.

Almost ominously, I looked down and there was a shovel. It was very much like when you start a video game, weapon-less, and you have to grab whatever you first come across. Of course, I wasn't completely weaponless, what with my boot knife, but I couldn't help but feel that the shovel was there for a reason.

So I picked it up, hoping that my neighbors would understand that I needed whatever I could get to stop the zombie threat. At this point I decided it would be best to continue on my walk to reconnoiter the situation.

Several blocks later, it happened: NOTHING. I got back to my house incident free and one stolen shovel richer. God, sometimes I hate the pre-apocalypse.

Coolness in the face of adversity, cont'd

This is in response to Hyrion's comment last week, about a great way to perfect your coolness when everything around you is going to shit. Hyrion suggested becoming a firefighter. And I have to second this fantastic idea. First and foremost it trains you to react logically under pressure. It also prepares you for adverse conditions (a burning building may closely resemble the terrain after the necropalypse). You are forced to wear cumbersome clothing (which, from what I understand, can weigh in excess of 50lbs) thus preparing you for carrying supplies. Plus you are trained to use things which could possibly serve as zombie weapons.

What is probably the most appealing feature of this possible career path is the fact that not only are you preparing for fighting the zombie threat, but you are also benefiting society while training. I'm all for training to your fullest ability before the necropalypse, especially if you can find a way to train without becoming a sociopath. A word of caution, if you choose this noble pursuit, you may want to leave the "future zombie hunter" off of your entrance essay.