The man on the radio said it was radiation from the returning Venus probe. The preacher on TV said that hell was full. The newspapers... well, there hasn't been a paper in a few days. But we'll be okay as long as we stay boarded up in here and don't suffer a crisis of leadership that tears us apart before they get the chance.
Why are you all looking over my shoulder?
Still in a Halloween mood. The preceeding snark notwithstanding, I love a good zombie movie. In my more morbid moments I wonder what my shambling carcass would look like, what kind of injuries it might have sustained...
And yet the
Body Worlds exhibit creeps me out. Wierd, eh?
If you are not comfortable thinking of them as walking dead, think of it as tonights episode of America's Next Top Model.
