Don’t Shoot Them from Rebecca Mayes on Vimeo.
You know what goes real well with the zombie apocalypse and the end of life as we know it?…
…Sensitive zombie lyrics sung by a pretty blond woman. Aaah zombie love, it brings me joy.
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The Undead Love The Obituaries. For Zombies it’s like a dating service.
I think it’s kind of morbid and more than a little bit creepy to check out the Obituaries. I’ve known people though who love them, read them every day…
And people say I’m weird.
I need to see this…
Night of the Living Dead: Reanimated. I completely love this project.
I need to start dropping hints to the wife to get this for my birthday. Fun zombie toy.
The zombies have taken over the neighboring apartment complex, and all you have is your trusty full-auto machine gun, a trenchcoat, and a bad attitude. Go for the headshot!
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I think in this girl’s case she should have invested in the cliff notes. Or possibly she should have used the index. She almost died because of this weighty book.
Sorry for the lack of responses to comments and e-mail lately. I worked on my house all day today and I’ll do it again tomorrow.
If it makes you feel better I stabbed myself with a rusty nail and tomorrow I get to enjoy a delightful tetanus shot… Super.
Fast zombies vs. Slow zombies: The great debate.
Why is this even a debate. It’s like debating who’s the best Captain Kirk or Picard. (The answer to that question is Darth Vader, damnit!)
What people are really debating is the George Romero Zombie rules. That’s fine, I’m not a purist. I like a wide variety of zombies.
I enjoy the Romero Zombie for it’s sense of slowly impending dread… It’s like a family reunion, but instead of great grandma kissing you she tries to take a chunk out of your arm…. Better pray she forgot her dentures.
I also enjoy the terror of fast zombies… There just like my kids, but the zombies smell better and don’t ask me for money.
Just an update on the state of my agonizingly slow and painful move.
Well, I’ve paid a King’s Ransom and according to the laws of this fine land I now OWN a new house…. Awesome right!
Well I’m a nervous wreck and haven’t slept right for about a month…. This better all be worth it!
Now comes the hard part, moving all my crap. Did I mention that the previous owners hate me… (Which is weird because I LOVE me… Oh I love me so so much)
