I decided to take the commuter rail to Dallas this morning, to see if I
could live with the experience, to save a few bucks on gas.
The train has a recording that periodically says, "This train is eastbound
for Dallas Union Station." I'm waiting for it to announce, "This train is
WESTbound for Dallas Union Station - it's going to be a VERY long trip",
or
"This train is spacebound for the International Orbital space station."
So far, it's like riding in a horizontal elevator - people avoid each
others' eyes, ignore people (like me) who talk and don't try the
eggplant.
I am happy to re****t either no zombies, or well-disguised zombies.
Mark Edwards
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Proof of Sanity Forged Upon Request
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