I flew out to cold, rainy Southern California yesterday, and got in late tonight, very glad to be back here in Chicago, where it’s sunny and warm.
Well, it’s dark and warm, because it’s the middle of the night. I was going to say that I’m so tired that I feel like a zombie, but then I took the “What Are Your Chances of Surviving a Zombie Apocalypse?” survey. The unfortunate result:
Somehow, the whole “zombie” reference doesn’t seem so damn funny anymore. Click the badge above to take the survey yourself. Thanks to Sex Scenes at Starbucks for pointing me to it.