Tears of a Clone

Hey, everyone, this is Nick's clone. I'm afraid I'm going to have to take over, as Nick's had a rather unfortunate "accident." Just after midnight, he turned and started trying to eat our fiancé, so I had to step in and end him.

He will be missed. Unfortunately, it may take a few months to grow a replacement, but at least all the insanity of the past couple days is over. On the plus side, this means that *I* get to go on the cruise in August instead!

Ill

I think this will be my last post tonight. I'm really not feeling well...

Beginning The End

Just got back from the short film fest. Kept having strange thoughts as I watched Martians Go Home! and saw all the reanimated corpses. It felt like I was home.

Just outside the theatre on our way back to the car, we encountered our first -- dare I saw it? -- zombie, and had to put him down. As you can see from this photo, I wasn't as overjoyed as the rest of my party, as I knew what must lay in store for me.

Quiet on the Lake

Decided to get away from the noises in the neighbourhood and the buzzing in my head by heading down the lake for a quick paddle. Ah, tranquility at last, despite the rather angry waves.

Unfortunately, after about a half hour, I saw a couple rockets fly over and when I looked up toward the Bluffs, I saw what looked like something on fire. Cripes!

After a frantic bit of googling on my phone, it looks like there've been reports of a zombie uprising. Speculation is that between all the lightning and rain over the last week, graves have been washed out and their inhabitants reanimated somehow. I know that sounds insane, but that's what they're reporting. There's also been talk of pollution leading to illnesses in birds, which might be related to all the feathers and offal I found yesterday.

I wonder if that means that I'm... infected?

Silence No More

Well, so much for an eerily quiet day. The silence has been replaced by barking dogs, sirens, and sounds of backyard destruction.

Meanwhile, my internet connection is still down, but the Bell connection at my inlaws' place is up. Took a dip in their pool, and when I came out I realized my skin was blistering.

(Un)fortunately, I have plans to head downtown tonight to meet some friends for dinner and catch the late show at the World Wide Short Film Festival... but after that I think it's time for a trip to the hospital to figure out what is wrong with me.

Network outage

Well, great -- my internet's down. Bloody typical. Gawd, I'm in a terrible mood now.

Called Rogers to yell at them -- which is odd, since I'm usually pleasant when dealing with support staff since I know how annoying tech support can be -- and they told me this was an "unplanned outage," then tried to get off the phone quickly.

I kept him talking, as I heard what sounded like shouting and the sounds of glass smashing in the background. Eventually he relented that the switching station nearest my neighbourhood had been overrun by a gang of teenagers, apparently as part of some end of the school year prank. He said the last update he's gotten, the cops were working to clear the scene, but the kids were unusually aggressive and out of control, so it might take a while. I thanked him but the line had already gone dead. So rude.

Anyway, typing on my cellphone is becoming increasingly difficult as my hand continues to itch and it's making texting difficult. Plus, I'm having trouble focusing.

Will update later, if the network comes back.

Rare meat

Lunch. Decided I was in the mood for a burger. Unfortunately, about a minute after I dropped the frozen patty on the grill, I ran out of propane. Strangely, though, I didn't care -- I just pulled it off and ate it, raw, pink, and slightly bloody. I've always like my steak rare, but this is a little off, even for me. Still, it was the best burger I've had in ages.

After lunch I decided I should go get some more propane for the barbecue, so I headed over to the U-Haul store nearby. I must be looking haggard today, as the tank guy looked at me funny at first, and asked what I was planning to eat. Confused, I said something about steaks on the weekend.

Because the tank was filling really slowly, I decided to head into the U-Haul office to pay. As I started walking away, he urgently called me back and said the tank was done. He asked, hesitantly, if I was paying with Debit. I said I could, if he wanted, again unsure what he was getting at. He suggested cash, and when I said sure he seemed visibly relieved, as if the idea of me in the office was abhorrent. Or maybe the Interac network's down today. Who knows. I paid, and he took off at a not-too-subtle pace into the office, looking back once to make sure I was leaving in the opposite direction. Must be the heat, or maybe I'm just slow today.

The streets are empty

Seems Patch is feeling better today, but Bud's a little off. He keeps growling at me for no apparent reason. So, to hopefully calm him down, we went for my usual daily walk.

There's nothing usual about today. The streets are empty, save for abandoned buses. Even multi-lane roads sit empty.

When we got back, I noticed that something had been clawing at my recycle bin.

What the hell's going on today?

Still probably nothing

Last night I couldn't sleep, so designed a bunch of new Ganymede Posters. Looking at them today, it seems I've been thinking a lot about the undead and the end of the world of late. In fact, when I woke up this morning, I had The Future Soon stuck in my head. Brushing my teeth, this switched somehow to End Of The World As We Know It (I Feel Fine), and I had this uncanny craving for peanut butter. Wierd.

Anyway, that cut on my hand is getting strangely puffy. I'll post more as this progresses.

Ganymede Poster Contest, Part 2

So far, the Ganymede Poster Contest has been a raging success, with hordes of submissions swarming over bug 227561. We'll be announcing how you can vote soon, which means there's not a lot of time left to get in your submissions!

Here's a few more, if you're struggling for fresh brains, erm, ideas...

(Click images to enlarge. Get your submissions in now, before it's all over!)

Probably nothing

This afternoon I went down to the beach to walk my dogs, and while there discovered that there were many feathers and offal scattered (pun intended) all over. I've seen bird-littered beaches before, but this seems... different somehow.

As usual my dogs are fascinated with the taste of goose crap -- it was a struggle to keep them from eating everyone on the beach. Later, when I was giving them treats for waiting for a traffic light, Patch snapped at my hand and inadvertently broke the skin. It still itches.

A few hours later, he threw up all over my living room, and has been passed out ever since. I think he must be dreaming, as he's twitching gently and making strange noises.

I'm sure it's nothing.