the Unexpressed Advantage

I'm taking a brief moment away from an extraordinarily busy day to blog because due to a combination of tiredness and – well – tiredness, I'm pretty much completely brain dead.

And I'm not saying that to be dramatic or funny, I really am brain dead. Like easily the most brain dead i've been in a long time. It's funny, I'll probably say something stupid. There's a fan blowing down on my head so that's kind of weird. Maybe that's making me more feeling goofy.

I feel kind of like a zombie, which reminds me of a dream I had a few nights ago, where I was part of an organization that hunted zombies. Apparently in this dream the world had been overtaken by zombies, and so the people in my crew would go out once the sun went down (zombies only come out at night) on motorcycles and try to find the zombies, and then lure them into our town square. It's important to note that these were the slow kind of zombies, not the fast ones like on 28 days later or something. These were like the ones in the black and white movies in the 30s and 40s. You know, they were all like, "Brains! Brains!"

So then we would lure them into the town square, and there were six towers surrounding the town square. At the base of each tower was a door that we could drive our motorcycles through. Once we were through the doors would drip and slide down shut. From there we would all climb to the top of our towers, and spend the night taking out zombies with sniper rifles (you have to shoot a zombie in the head or it doesn't die).

The zombies were drawn to some kind of "brain bait" we had in the center of the town square, and I guess there were a lot of them. I think our goal was to eradicate them.

My computer is crashing is some kind of unilateral shutdown. I think this day is meant to be over. Of to bed, I think.

- dan