Zoic and I have decided several times to build our apocalypse fort, and that means stockpiling everything we can find. So far, the actual construction hasn’t happened. Instead, we’ve got a huge pile of solar panels in the back yard, as well as quite a few mismatched bricks, and a single orange tree still in the store planter. We didn’t go to the store, but the tree’s original owners did, and did so just before they died. So far, it’s working on a single orange, but we’ve been watering it. Zoic has taken to calling it Eric. But I’m digressing. As long as the electricity still comes through the wires free of charge, and keeps the computer on and the water warm, I think we will have little reason to do any actual construction. Not to mention the noise. It might bring on a mob of them. They’re fairly spread out, but they will clump up if you give them reason to. We’ve gotten out of situations like that before, but why make life harder than it has to be.

We’ve also talked about making a tank of some kind. We have an old school hummer parked out in front of the house, but we drove it around for one day and nearly ran out of gas. Getting gas isn’t a huge problem, but it leaves us open to attack. So it sits in front of the house, waiting for its turn to come again. When we start feeling adventurous, we might even head to the military base and see what goodies we can find.