Tom, my construction guy, tells me that tomorrow I am getting a pod…hmmmm. I have to say when I hear the word pod the first thing that comes to mind is the classic sci-fi/horror flick – Invasion of the Body Snatchers. In that movie the pod people (the duplicate emotionless versions of folks from the pods that came as seeds from outer space) take the place of the townspeople slowly over time with the intent of taking over the entire human race.
Sounds crazy I know, but it was riveting stuff in its day. I saw Invasion of the Body Snatchers for the first time when I was a kid and by then it was already well over a decade old, but it still was pretty darn creepy. So creepy that as I sit here today – over 40 years after I first watched the movie – I still recall the pods and that I shouldn’t allow myself to fall asleep.
So, I am getting a pod. Tom tells me it is just to store my stuff while work is being done on my house, but if I suddenly become bland, emotionless and lose my penchant toward dramatic flair you’ll know – “They’re here already! You’re next! You’re next!”
Yeah, clearly they haven’t gotten to me yet as my penchant toward dramatic flair is still very much alive and kicking…but let’s see what happens tomorrow after I go to sleep.
Day five hundred and forty of the new forty – obla di obla da