Wednesday, February 04th, 2009 | Author: stinkwallet

I’m begining to think that I’ve pissed off the dish gods.  The pile of dishes grows and leans from side to side and when I go from bed to sink in the middle of the night I can swear I hear the thing breathe.  The gentle salty wisps of breath that move past the remnants of dried garlic and brown rice, all hopelessly cling to the sides of bowls and plates and cups.

But as much as I may have angered the gods of pots and pans, the deities of forks and spoons, it seems nothing compared to the fiery fury that has erupted over traffic signs in Illinois and Texas.  Hackers have found their way inside road signs intended to warn drivers, and have managed to change the warnings of construction and detours to that of zombies and raptors.

It is comforting in today’s day and age that there are still humans out there concerned for the greater good.  Amongst falling and bouncing dollars, political unrest, and complete environmental saturation there are people willing to risk the $250 fine and take a couple minutes out of their busy schedules to do what matters most:

KEEP US ALL AWAY FROM THOSE FUCKING ZOMBIES AND RAPTORS!!

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