Zombies in the Night....

I love my dreams.  Yep, the ones that come in the night.  I never have boring or terrifying dreams but they are certainly vivid and interesting.

Last night, I had a dream where a tractor trailor came down the road and it was trying to turn into a place where I was attempting to turn around my car because I had missed my turn.  The passenger of the truck got out and was dressed in a weird psuedo military garb and seemed to be wearing some sort of mask.  The strange passenger was obviously upset that I was temporarily impeding their progress into the entrance to this warehouse's delivery entrance and was frantically waving his arms trying to get me to move out of the area.

By this time my curiosity was up and after I moved along and turned the corner where I was out of sight of the truck, I pulled over, parked my car, and got out to see what all the excitment was about.  Being care ful to conceal myself I peered from the bushes and trees near the loading docks and saw that the truck was already backed up to the dock with it's doors swung open.  Upon closer examination I found the truck completely empty and no one was around.  I heard strange sounds coming from the warehouse and decided to get closer to see if I could tell what was going on.

What I saw was zombies had apparently poured out of the truck and were killing everyone in the warehouse after having dispatched the driver in a like and grotesque manner.  Then I noticed one woman in the warehouse who was putting up a fight with the zombies and having great success.  Every zombie who came after her was quickly put down by her through the use of her martial art skill and her turning everyday objects into weapons.  This took place so fast, I had little time to react before she was racing towards the loading dock with zombies hot on her trail.  As she ran past one it reached out to grab her and ended up standing there holding her blouse as she never broke stride.

As she ran toward me and my vantage point she streaked by before I could get myself turned around to run also.  As she never noticed me I decided to follow her keeping to the bushes least I get zombies on my trail also.  As I ran through the woods adjacent to the greenbelt she was traversing, I noticed her come upon a fence surrounding a residential backyard.  She leapt the fence like a hurdler and snatched a shirt off of the clothesline without slowing down.  As she donned the shirt I could tell it was a cub scout uniform shirt and although the sight of it was strange at first, it somehow seemed like it was a good fit for her skills at zombie smashing.  By this time the few zombies that were following her had quit chasing her in order to turn their attention to trying to break into homes along the street.  I never saw any other people about.

Suddenly, the strange looking passenger from the truck burst around the corner driving a two wheeled vehicle that had a seat and steering wheel similar to a go-kart yet had two inline wheels like a motorcycle.  This made sense to me as the warehouse the zombies attacked was a Kawasaki distribution center so, I guessed the vehicle came from there.  As masked half zombie boy chased her down the road she turned and ducked into a back yard and emerged on the other side driving a similar vehicle.  Zombie boy pulled along side her trying to wreck her and the two vehicles became locked together somehow.  I watched helplessly as scout girl gave zombie boy a ferocious elbow to the face which inmmediately stunned him.  She leapt from the moving vehicles as they careened into a telephone pole and exploded into a fireball.

At this point I woke and and thought to myslef, "What an interesting but strange dream."  I have learned along time ago not to be surprised at my dreams.  My dog Timmy, decided at this time he needed to go outside so, out we went.  Since my property backs up to a freeway, the first thing I see at 2:00am is tractor trailors headed north on the interstate.  I thought, "there they go to Washington to be filled with zombies and dispatch across the country to attack people."  I chuckled at this and went back to bed knowing that the only zombies in Washington are the politicians.

Oh no! It's an Election year!!!

2012 Election year for the Presidential race in the United States.  It's also the end of the Mayan calendar.  Somehow that seems appropriate.  But there will be political unrest on the internet particularly on FaceBook.  Friends will become divided and make angry comments on the posts that their usual friends might post trying to convince their other friends to vote for this candidate or that.

I had resigned myself to voting for candidates years ago that scored the least on the Suck-O-Meter and had no hope for anyone to come along who really had a grasp of issues that really mattered.  Until this year.  Most candidates are continuing on with their usual political "Dog and Pony Shows."  All of them except Ron Paul.  This guy actually talks about issues facing the United States instead of attacking the other candidates.  It looks promising but, the year has just started and any of them could implode at any time.

One of the things that really concerns me is that the President signed the National Defense Authorization Act which gives them the authority to seize, hold and inter anyone (let me say that again) ANYONE who they deem a threat to National Security.  Well, on the bright side those internment camps get pretty good health care and dental work I am told, so they may not be so bad.

I am going to start looking for a cabin in the woods with no TV, no phone, no internet and just spend my last days carving things out of wood.  In the meantime, I am going to go check my Ron Paul yard sign.