no zombies, only fellow commuters

I've had a chat with the Letters Editor of the West Australian newspaper this morning. It was a lesson on how folk can operate on vastly different time-streams in the same world. I got their email asking me to confirm details by phone on Friday when I got home, 7 pm. I did so a short while ago this morning. "Hm, it's a bit late. We got that letter last Wednesday...."

So it could get printed. Maybe. He'll see what he can do.