The Zombies are Coming. Step 2 Done.

The beginnings of my madness can be seen here and here. Essentially, I want to be prepared for the worst and be able to take care of myself and Fur Posse should anything go down. I know that sounds a little out there, but here is reasoning from my own life:

• I felt the economic downturn last year by living off of grilled cheese sandwiches and PBR. It was a tough year and there were several occasions I had $6 to my name. Because of this, I think of preparing by backing up my food supply and cash on hand. Anybody could loose their job. I don’t spend money on stuff like I might have before last year.
• Living at the cabin (I know, that right there is a privileged statement so what’s my problem) I almost had to evacuate in the middle of the night because of a fire, and then would have had to take the long way to Boise for a week if I had needed supplies. This makes me think about always having enough gas in the car to make it at least 75 miles and having enough supplies on hand. Member when the current war started and people were lined up for miles at gas stations? When shit goes down, people line up at gas stations, I’ll tell you what.
• Also at the cabin, during the worst winter in many years, I got snowed in twice – one of which I ran out of cat food and Ms. Fugi and my driving skills saved the day. My mechanic said because of the year of the Legacy, I didn’t do damage. The newer ones would have had entire pieces missing. I was real proud.

Big deal, but add these together with the rest of the world’s state, and I have my own recipe for fanatics. Last fall, the election could have turned this world into something else, although, I’m dubious about the way things are going now. Natural disasters even in our own country are not dealt with in a way that sits well. Hi, Katrina. There will be more “natural disasters” than ever before. There are events in all of our immediate locations that are very real – In Seattle one winter, the power was out for 6 days during the coldest weather in years. If the ex and I hadn’t been on the outs and had an apartment with a fireplace, we would have been hosed. Our infrastructure throughout the U.S. is failing; the dams above Boise are 80 years old and need updating. What if they broke? What if the power went out here in the frozen-for-weeks-at-a-time winter? I know, what ifs, but very plausible what ifs that I believe we should have in the back of our minds and prepare for.

I have procured a small “survival kit” with the standard trinkets and a really good first aid kit for the Fur Posse and I. Also, I have a short-wave radio, and standard camping gear. I have yet to spend money on a good water purification handy filter thingy. I have placed things like this in sexy bags in a central location along with cat carriers. Well. Of course along with cat carriers, shut up. Did y’all see what happened to people’s pets in Katrina? I have also taken back-up supplies to the cabin. This somehow unsettled my cute mom who was there when I arrived with a week’s worth of Fur Posse food and human food and re-filled the water storage. She was all, “I didn’t know it got that bad for you to feel you have to do this.” And I was all, “Now I just need a good axe for the Zombies.”

And she was all, “Great. Now your a zealot and a Lesbian.”

Well, one in the same, really. At least my tits are still hot. Barely. Which will not help my survival rate according to horror movies.