So yeah, there was an earthquake on the East Coast yesterday. It was a magnitude 5.9 with its epicenter near Mineral, Virginia. The Californians on Twitter, of course, expressed their sympathy. I happened to be sitting in a pizzeria in Manhattan and my stool began to wobble and sway a bit. I chocked it up to being insanely and dizzyingly hungry (you know that guy who forgets to eat? Yeah, I’m that guy).
Anyway, after work I met up with my wife to drink lots of beer have dinner and we talked about said earthquake. We then started talking about apocalypse preparedness plans and zombies and such, as married couples do. She recounted her boss’ survival plans which include an inflatable Navy raft and a machine gun. And then I mentioned how I needed to write my AI tonight (Tuesday night) because I wouldn’t be around a computer tomorrow (in addition to forgetting to eat, I am a terrible procrastinator. I’M A TRIPLE THREAT! (also, I can’t count)), so I decided that we should have some story-telling fun this afternoon.
Tell me a story. What would be your ultimate apocalypse fantasy? How do you plan to survive? Where would you go and what provisions would you have on hand? Can I come stay in your bunker / zombie-proof compound?
The ART Inquisition (or AI) is a question posed to you, the Mad Art Lab community. Look for it to appear Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays at 3pm ET.