I would make my way to Augusta Georgia and play lots and lots of GOLF.
I recall thinking that...wuuu wuuu, as I watched Charleston Heston, The Omega Man...the movie about the short story...(the recent remake cast Will Smith and the title was...) Shoot me...I'm sorry. Matheson! Richard Matheson...I can't think of the name of the story and the Smith movie was called....escapes me....
anyway, i recall thinking that...what would I do? if I was the last person...the omega man, as the Heston/Smith characters were....honestly, too involved in the story The Stand to consider it much...turning pages....although the bit with the Fritos probably would be my reality.
In the movie, Heston is out shopping as I recall and a mannikin moves or something. He had this collection of movies...and he was watching Woodstock...which is like today is like the 40th-some anniversary of Woodstock. There was a thing at Strawberry Point, Iowa, that rivaled Woodstock, or was bigger, according to Joe....but to Joe, UM was the Big Cheese....and after cheering himself hoarse at Carver-Hawkeye, who knows? Right?
I think at the time I thought, yeah, I'd have a collection of records, or maybe it was 8-tracks at the time...onward and upward.
Of course, the first time I read The Stand thought of all that stuff, just for the taking. A lot people in the book do just that. But Rita says to Larry before they leave New York, they're all just rocks now, aren't they?
I read The Stand again this summer, and the thing I thought I would make sure to round up was my thyroid medicine that I take every day!
Gorilla suits & banana costumes, oh, and rubber chickens, joy buzzers, itchy powder, disappearing ink, whoopy cushions.................
I could then corner the practical joke market and become emperor of the universe..hey now. it could happen, so don't go all laughin' at me..uhhh, okay yeah, I do see your point, so maybe just a little gigglin' be alright.