Generators and gasoline would still exist, I imagine.

I guess you could siphon gas from cars.

Or just live in cars and Winnebago's that have DVD players and A/C.

I would spend the rest of my life looking for more people because there's no way I'd be able to convince myself that I'm the only one left. Then I would probably go insane with paranoia thinking there are people lurking in the shadows purposely hiding from me.

I'm thinking of that Twilight Zone episode where the one guy left on the planet is all happy that he can finally read all the books he wants in peace. Then he smashes his glasses.

I'd guess it would largely depend on if the bodies of the dead were still around.

I would so do the Firefly/Serenity marathon I've been thinking about doing.

And eat lots of M&M pancakes.

I would break into the most expensive mansions and just pee everywhere.

That is exactly what I would do.

But I would hope that I would try to fly a small plane, break into top secret laboratories in the hope of finding aliens and learn how to use nasa equipment to send a message to the stars for company.