I heard from Alan! He made it to work! He and his fellow geeks are holed up in Imageworks, which is luckily a fairly secure site. They figured out how to cut power to the doors, so everyone is locked in.

They have water, soda, popcorn, and vending machines for food, and hundreds of dead computers and monitors they can use as ammunition.

Alan is considering building a ballista out of cubicle parts. He also sent me this, which is useful considering our situation.

As for me, I am staying home. My office is next to one of the largest cemeteries in SoCal, and near to another one. I have no desire to see Zombie John Candy and Zombie Bing Crosby. But oh my god, Bela Lugosi is buried there. I think I could die happy if I got a picture of Zombie Bela Lugosi!

Oh, the irony.