Shitty day...

...but...

a WHAT shortage?

To me, this is scarier than the zombies. Scary enough that I've defaulted to a style of posting I had attempted to abandon, the One Link Post without an accompanying little blather.

But this is important. Word must get out. Also, my birthday is September 14th. Hint hint.

braaaaiiiinnnsss...

"G'day, mates! What's new in the world of news?" the reporter beamed as he strode through the doors of the newsdesk.
The creepy copyeditor looked at him through his thick glasses and said "Zombies."
"'bin to see that new movie, have you?"
"Yes, but that's not what I'm talking about. Scientists reanimated some corpses. Of dogs."
"This sounds like the plot to a video game. Where?"
"Pittsburgh."
"Well, fuck me. Stupid boffins are gonna get our brains eaten."

I'm scared too.

Feed the Beast

The Internet stares at me, the glow of the computer screen a virtual licking of its lips. It wants more. More content. More information. More sex. More drugs. More wine. More women.

I leap from my chair. "I will NOT! I REFUSE!" I cry, a shout out to the heavens. And then I realize what I have done, and I weep.