Is this the end?

I sleep in late only to wake up to find that the World has gone on that ride in the old hand-basket while I slept. What happened? I generally don't watch network news, but I turned it on today to try to get some idea of what was going on. Not a big help there, the news-caster looked near hysterical and they just kept showing the same footage of some poor bloke getting bitten over and over. Zombies?! Can it really be zombies? I mean...hehe...come on. Honest to gosh rise of the Dead...they're coming to get you Barbara...you've got red on you...Zombies? I never thought I'd be worried about the fact that we have that mortuary just down the hill from us or a couple of cemeteries nearby.

If only we had had some warning, my family could have headed up to Red Bluff to bunker down at the family ranch; it's almost an hour outside of town up on a hill with almost no neighbors so it would have made a good place to hole up till the dust settles. Thank goodness my grandparents are there.
At this point I wouldn't want to risk that. Wouldn't want to get trapped by abandoned cars while trying to exit town. I've seen enough zombie movies and read enough "The Walking Dead" to know I don't want to get myself stuck somewhere out in the open. Best to just reinforce this place. At least I'm home where all our guns are and there is tons of food, enough to last for a month. I have already blocked the cats in, last thing I need is to have a zombie Heidi come running in here wanting to give me a "love bite."
I've heard from Mom and Dad, if only they had called in sick to work today. They both have good survival instincts though. Heather hasn't checked in from Oregon yet. I've been trying to reach James on his cell phone, but he usually has it silenced while he's at work.

Is this isolated to California? Is it just the continental US or is it global?

Special delivery

Oh God! A UPS truck just came through my neighborhood. Hadn't he heard?! That poor man. Maybe if he hadn't been wearing those stupid UPS shorts he wouldn't have been bitten so easily. *shudder* Great, now there's one more of them out there.

I can still hear them out there

At least we'll still have some theatre when this zombie threat is over.

Still alive

I can't believe Round Table was still willing to deliver. Craziness. There was a zombified hand still gripping the box, but that was easily dispatched. Now I have pizza. Mmmm...pizza.

My parents managed to each make it home safely. Dad heard from Heather just as he was leaving work so we at least know she is okay for now. Apparently I missed a call from her while I was fortifying the house.

Once a Deadite, always a Deadite.

Phew. I just got back in not that long ago. My neighbor, Richard called my house and suggested that we go out and try to cordon off the block and make the entire block zombie proof. I pointed out that the backyards of our houses would still open out into areas that weren't fortified. I can hear a cacophony of car alarms going off about a block away, they've been doing that for most of the evening. I saw one friend posted that he was upset that these infected people were being hurt. Sorry, my sense of self preservation dictates that I do whatever I can to keep myself safe. I'm sorry they were infected, but there's nothing I can do for them now. We must move forward and protect ourselves and think of the future of mankind. We didn't manage to take back the entire block, but we did manage quite a pile up of cars on either end of the street within a few houses of mine. We have seven houses cleared out and fortified now. Too bad about Mr. Laker. I always liked him. Good thing we still have power over here and that we built a couple of bonfires out on the street. I was so busy with the .45 and my machete (Thank goodness Dad brought that back as a souvenir from Vietnam, it really came in handy today) that I never would have heard Mr. Laker coming up behind me if Richard hadn't shouted at me, "The British are coming! The British are coming!" Really, I can appreciate his ironic use of history references now since the Lakers are from England, but he could have come up with something a little faster to shout as a warning. I swear, if he didn't have a collection of swords we can utilize I would be tempted to tell him we were going to go it alone. I managed to whip around and block him with the machete and fire a couple of rounds into him. Very sad. He was a Grateful Dead fan so now he really is a Dead head, I guess. We've heavily boarded off the back doors that face out into the backyards of all the houses we reclaimed and the zombies don't seem to remember how to climb fences so I think we're good for now. Just the same my house is going to be taking shifts keeping watch. James finally showed up this evening, before we blocked off this corner of the neighborhood. He was at work when this mess started. Apparently when his unit heard the news his patient jerked, causing James to stick himself with a non-sterile needle. I'm going to be keeping an eye on him and he won't be taking any of the watch shifts. I've seen enough zombie movies to know how that would go. If anyone from my friend list can still read this, good luck out there and stay safe. I saw that Dragon's neighborhood doesn't have power anymore. Maybe someone was trying to get out of town and took out a power line near her place.