If they were due on the 21st, our zombies are late. Maybe they are even now shuffling up rural Mexican roads, but maybe they’re not. Hmmm. Apocalypse #2347 may have been averted, fortunately or unfortunately.
Still, time may be short. Accordingly I’m going to suggest that tomorrow you tell one person something you like or admire about them. Let’s make the world a better place until we actually hear the moans.
