Everyone is Dead

Everyone is dead. I know this because it's been days since my phone calls and emails have been returned. It's not like I have time to wait for them. I have deadlines to meet and time is passing faster every minute.

It must have been a virus. I don't know where it came from, maybe some government chemical warfare experiment got loose. What I do know is that whatever happened... It left zombies behind. Not the typical, biting, flesh eating zombies, but game playing, Facebook zombies.

They email me daily, several times a day, each demanding gifts and help on missions. They can't stop their zombie minds from playing, and they spread like a disease. I see more and more of them signing up to play games, asking others to be friends, their personal lives grinding to a halt as the virus does its work. And it makes me sure in my knowledge that everyone else is dead. I may be the only uninfected human left on earth.

I must come up with an antidote. I must hurry because my deadlines are looming and I need healthy, living human beings. Humans... I miss them. I miss conversation, sharing ideas, and most of all, making money from them. Maybe... Oh my God... Could it be this simple? I could write a Facebook application. Yes, that's it! That has to be the answer!

I must retreat to the laboratory now. Time is of the essence! I will post more on the results of my experiments... Hopefully, there is someone out there, listening.

Minnesota State Fair

Quentin, Robin and I went to the Minnesota State Fair.


This is not a crowded day. Wait until the weekend!


The International Bazaar has Native Americans...


I'm pretty sure that's a Diet Coke.


She's wondering if he's lost again.


Some people come in costume. I have no idea why.


She's protecting him?


I think he's quoting someone.


Turning wood without electricity. Too cool for words.


These are the old toys you could win.


We all agreed they looked spooky.


I want them anyway... or maybe because they're spooky!


I love the miniatures.


Yes, it's true. In Mn people carry around deer heads.


Quentin, unknown guy and Robin shooting. We bullied her into it.


It's one of the few places you can really find a person with a monkey on his back.


Apparently it keeps you hopping.


They redecorated the haunted house ride.


We thought it looked pretty cool so we went on it.


It sucked horribly. It couldn't scare a 5 year old.

And just for some additional info, This looks a lot like the neighborhood I'm living in.