Monday, March 01, 2010

To be a zombie

You know, the life of a zombie is not that bad, really. You get plenty to eat, you get to travel, you have lots of friends. Nobody makes you brush your teeth. If you feel tired and want to take a nap, cool. You don't have to pay rent or think about politics. There's no more social order so if you want to look at something you just smash a window and go look at it. Hell, you don't even have to keep up a conversation.

The downside is that people will try to kill you and you may end up having to hobble on a busted ankle for eternity, but sometimes I think it beats having to deal with the world around us.


  1. naahhhhh... zombies are UGLY. I'd rather be a vampire-- vampires are sexy as hell.

    Plus, I'd be a Dexter-ish vampire. I'll go after scumbags, drink their blood, and then kill 'em.

  2. The nutritional requirements for zombies leave something to be desired, though. (Ninjas, on the other hand, get to kill, steal and eat hamburgers. Okay, historically ninjas are extreme buddhists, so hamburgers might be out - even so, salad's better than brains.)

    Patrick Sweeney
    I Blame Ninjas

  3. You'd miss the conversations. You are a good talker. We'd miss out on all the smart-ass wise-cracks.

    So, please.
    Don't become a zombie.


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