I suppose thunder and lightening don't come standard in eastern PA. We've been told there is some snow, but it usually melts pretty quickly. So scratch that off the list.
They do test alert sirens often around here. I've heard them on Monday mornings, Thursday afternoons, etc. Though it might just be warning alarms from core meltdowns at the nuclear power plant 20ish miles from here. Which reminds me that I want to take a field trip to Three Mile Island one of these days.
But I digress...This leaves zombies as the major thing for which we need to prepare (obviously). Dr. Nate is doing his part and has formed the beginnings of a spectacular Zombie Apocalypse Survival Group. We have someone with mad auto mechanic skillz. And a hunter with lots of guns, lots of outdoor survival skills, huge tracts of land, and building equipment. So we're making good progress.
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Your proximity to the nuclear plant accounts for the heightened chance of zombies.
The good news is, zombies created as a result of a nuclear accident glow in the dark, so they're easier to pick off at night.
Hopefully things have changed since this article was written:
http://tinyurl.com/au3e8
Zombies schmombies, you can't get decent beer out there so zombies are the least of your worries.
Great. Zombies within hours of our homestead. Plus the potential for radioactive zombies.
At least we're in a second floor apartment, albeit it on whose entryways are on the first floor. But still - less entries to block off.
We have a few leads on decent beer - one of the large, "by the case" places that sounds good and a bartender at the decent microbrewery/restaurant told us about another place that sells by the 6-pack that's supposed to be great. We'll see.
Plus, I've now heard that this is the land of the BYOB restaurant, which seems pretty nifty.
Instead of "brains...brains...", PA z0mbies say "beer...beer...".
Maybe once you realize that you have no beer, you just move on to brains?
I had a zombie dream the other night, that I was running from them and "neutralizing" them with some strange device.
But it had a Shayamalan-like twist, in the very end I discovered that it was I who was a zombie, and I was infecting everyone else. Or something like that.
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