uh... thanks, I think
Nov. 11th, 2006 06:19 pmKing County is so bloody weird sometimes.
So, some friends of mine got an empty box from the government in the mail today. Apparently it's part of a special program testing the efficacy of the postal service as a means to deliver medicine in the event of a bioterror attack. Because... you know... little boxes are trickier to deliver than slips of paper, so they had to actually test with a box. Apparently a bunch of area codes around here were chosen for the test...
My Winamp player thought this would be a good time to put on a remix of the X-Files theme. I agree with it. Maybe I was warped by watching too much of that show as a teenager, but I find all of this ever so slightly... disquieting. Not least because, dude - how the hell are they going to know how much medicine to deliver to each residence? There's five people living at this house, thanks - I'd hate to rely on the agency that occasionally delivers stuff to the complete wrong address into our box to know that, and to deliver the right amount of some life-saving medication.
It's good to know they're on top of this... or something. I guess.
So, some friends of mine got an empty box from the government in the mail today. Apparently it's part of a special program testing the efficacy of the postal service as a means to deliver medicine in the event of a bioterror attack. Because... you know... little boxes are trickier to deliver than slips of paper, so they had to actually test with a box. Apparently a bunch of area codes around here were chosen for the test...
My Winamp player thought this would be a good time to put on a remix of the X-Files theme. I agree with it. Maybe I was warped by watching too much of that show as a teenager, but I find all of this ever so slightly... disquieting. Not least because, dude - how the hell are they going to know how much medicine to deliver to each residence? There's five people living at this house, thanks - I'd hate to rely on the agency that occasionally delivers stuff to the complete wrong address into our box to know that, and to deliver the right amount of some life-saving medication.
It's good to know they're on top of this... or something. I guess.