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The Walking Dead... in my front yard

Well, I had an interesting night.

My bedroom faces the street. It’s mostly a quiet street except in the morning, when people go to work. It's been warm, so I’ve been going to bed with the window open and the blinds down, but open, to let air in.


At about 3am, I heard someone walking around in the front yard. At first, I thought it was Mark going to work. Turns out it was a stranger who was clearly under the influence of something. He was probably stumbling home from the bars, but he was really out of it. Like a zombie.

At first, it was a little amusing to watch. But it got real when he walked right up to my window, presumably not knowing I was there. I think he was trying to find a place to throw up or pass out. There I was, naked, window open and with a zombie-like drunk guy stumbling around inches away from me.

After a few minutes, he turned around and walked towards my driveway. By “walked”, I mean the exact walk the zombies do in The Walking Dead. He then leaned against my truck for a while. I swear I heard him throw up, but in the morning there was no evidence of that. I couldn't see him anymore, but I think he started to move towards the backyard when he either tried to get in to my truck or bumped it really hard. The alarm went off. That scared him just enough to slowly walk away. Whew!

Once I saw him get about halfway across the bridge over the freeway, I figured my house, my truck and I were in the clear.

It’s no big deal, and he meant no harm, but YIKES.



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Aug. 21st, 2012 07:43 pm (UTC)
That'll teach you to leave brains out on your front porch.
Aug. 21st, 2012 07:56 pm (UTC)
Ha ha, yes!
Aug. 21st, 2012 07:46 pm (UTC)
We had a similar experience here in Brighton with a bloke pacing back and forwards and ranting in the courtyard opposite (a restaurant bar during the day), which is feet away from the cottage, one misty cold night in the winter very late on a deserted night. What was freaky was I went upstairs to peer out of the window to see who it was who was endlessly ranting and as I surreptitiously looked out he stopped dead in his tracks and swung round and looked right at me.
Cue Twilight Zone music.
You were way less freaked out than I would be.

Incidentally, I had a tweet from you telling me I was in a Facebook/Youtube Fail video (entirely possible) but it had a virus attached. Trojan after trojan if I treid to view my shame.

Did you send anything?

Seems your account may have been hacked otherwise.
Aug. 21st, 2012 07:56 pm (UTC)
Whoa, that sounds freaky.

No, that wasn't me! I totally got hacked. Sorry about that. I changed my password. A bunch of people got messages like that from me. Sucks.
Aug. 21st, 2012 08:09 pm (UTC)
I went through a whole morning of shame thinking who had filmed me and when. I was 'interpretive dancing' to the closing ceremony of the Olympics with my good friend Ra so anything is possible.
Learning it was a virus was a relief.
Aug. 21st, 2012 11:38 pm (UTC)
naked in the window....sounds good. Glad he didnt fall face down in a cactus or something
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Good Mornin'!
Mike d'Arnaud

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