IT'S RAINING ZOMBIES ... AT 7TH AND MONTANA!

Something sinister is afoot at 7th and Montana ... and if you don't believe me, just ask Our Friendly Neighborhood Zombie, the man known for sitting in one place for hours at a time, staring blankly into space with his hands on his head. I first noticed something was up yesterday. It was a particularly quiet day at Our Favorite Starbucks ... so quiet, in fact, that I couldn't even find anything to blog about when I poked my head in at 7:30 a.m. I came back nearly twelve hours later, but it was still "all quiet on the Western front." The Zombie was still seated, motionless, in the same chair, but I expected that. Flash forward to this morning and it all became clear: Another gentleman was sitting in the Zombie's chair, and judging from the looks of him, he was well on his way to Zombieland. His hands were on his head, just like the Zombie, and his eyes were starting to glaze over. Mark my words, something fishy is going on. Could it be that Starbucks management is trying to convert us all, one-by-one, into Zombies? That's probably what it would take to increase their pastry sales ...!