Hello there, campers!
I'm sorry to report that the Muse is still MIA, but thanks to a healthy dose of alcohol, I'm here to post something resembling a blog.
About Swine Flu.
Because I'm paranoid.
And drunk.
And being followed by
Randall Flagg on
Twitter.
That's right, you heard me correctly.
There is a new phenomenon growing on the interweb's latest craze... The Stand is being role-played on Twitter, and it is seriously starting to creep my ass out.
It started with
MacAllister Stone of
Absolute Write fame tweeting about
@motherabigail, who I decided to follow out of curiousity's sake. Little did I know that I would wake up to
@VegasWalkinDude "following" me.
And now I've fallen down the rabbit hole into an alternate dimension.
Not withstanding, I have to get on a plane in 21 days to attend my younger brother's high school graduation. Not withstanding that the global pandemic threat level has hit 5, two higher than it was last week.
What the crap?
Srsly?
I mean, come on!
I'm not one to buy into
conspiracy theories, but I do question everything, and the very
presence of a virus that seems to have all of the inherent qualities of
something that was genetically engineered to wreak havoc on the world
as we know it has got my subconscious in an uproar. Never mind the fact
that over 250,000 deaths each year are attributed to seasonal flu.
Never mind the fact that ALL of the deaths so far, even the one in the
US today, have been Mexican nationals. Never mind the fact that the
death toll out of the thousands of cases numbers less than 200 so far...
Something is afoot, my friends....
And something about all of this makes me want to take my ass off of the grid and hide up on the Grand Mesa until next year.
Who's with me?