A Jumble of Thoughts

So I have had about forty-three things run through my head as topics for today’s blog but I am not able to focus well enough to concentrate well enough on one thing. I have decided to say some stuff about some things and let you guys sort it out however you see fit.

I am home now. My dog was so happy that she didn’t let me out of her sight for more than three minutes. Apparently, while I was gone she would scratch at my door every night and go look at my mom like “why the hell won’t you make her come out of there and pet me.” Happiness is a weinie dog.

I went to a beauty supply store with my mom before I came home. At the store, I looked into a mirror and found three grey hairs. I swore profusely about them and whined that I had just turned 30. My mom laughed at me… a lot.

I came home and found an amazing card Kathleen sent me. It reminded me that I am awesome, even with my grey hairs. It made me feel better and I cried. I have it propped up on my CPU right beside a random orange desk lamp that showed up in my room. It makes me happy. (The card, not the lamp. Well, the lamp makes me a bit happy.)

I am on the third book in the Twilight series. I am going to go to the library tomorrow and try to get the fourth. After I read the fourth, I plan on writing a guide to reading the series. It will be informative.

I have a beta invite for Star Wars this weekend. I am stoked.

Tina and I finished The Colony. We continued our conversation about what our role in the post apocalyptic world. Tina finally looked at me and said, “Selina, lets be real here, you don’t need to worry about this. You would be dead. I can’t see any scenario otherwise, especially if it were a biologic outbreak with your kitten like immune system. Even if you did manage to live, you would die quickly after from some bacteria or strange skin allergy.” Two things: 1) she is absolutely correct I am not meant for the post apocalyptic world and 2) I think she is secretly planning to take over the world after while it is weak and her enemies are few.

I realized why writers are all crazy as hell…. If we weren’t we would be good at other jobs.

Not going to lie here. I have completely lost focus. I looked at my facebook and posted something about jiggly man bits and that memory wiped everything.

 

 
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The Zombie Apocalypse

CDC Zombie awareness

Amy (T) sent me an awesome link with this pic.

So apparently one is coming. I don’t often spend a lot of time thinking about when/if the world as we know it explodes. I know all the cool kids have plans and shit, but I don’t get the same bit of joy in pondering these things like other people do. Tina got Netflix, though, and now we are watching the Discovery Channel’s “The Colony.”

The basic set up of the show is that ten people are set up in this big area simulating L.A. after a virus kills enough people to destroy the normal order of life. The people don’t represent a normal cross section of people that would be thrown together. It is more like a dream team with a doctor and nurse, 2 engineers, 3 guys who can build anything, a marine biologist, a martial arts instructor, and a motherfucking rocket scientist. They are set down in an abandoned warehouse/factory thingy and told to go about trying to survive. The show also throws some actors in to act like marauders and screw with their apple cart. I really enjoy the show.

I figured out that I am completely screwed when the world as we know it ends. I can imagine sitting around with my new band of survivors trying to explain what useful skills I would have in the post apocalyptic world. They would be talking about all of the cool shit they could build and hunt and fish. The circle would come around to me. “Umm… I’m a writer and I have a bit of OCD.” The group would sigh and all secretly plan to kill me and eat me first when the food was gone, orwhen they just wanted barbeque.

I kinda know how to build things. I kinda know how to fish. I know nothing about cars. I am abhorrent at camp out cooking. I  take directions okay and I learn new things well. I am terrified of heights and I hate mornings. I make lists well, I tell stories, and I am well versed in internet memes. I am a pretty big wuss about blood and guts and I sunburn very easily. I have the opposite of a green thumb (red thumb?). I take care of people well but I also have no tolerance for douche bags. I know many things that are useful in the current world but most of those require wi-fi.

Basically, it boils down to that I would be completely screwed if we blow ourselves or get a nasty virus. So for my sake, please play nice with your neighbor countries and wash your damned hands.  Please.

Or, make sure that the internet comes up very quickly.

Link for the CDC Zombie apocalypse page

 
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