Friday, March 8, 2013

Too Many Zombies

My brain hasn't been working too well lately. That's what happens when I let myself get sucked into a television series. I get all caught up in the excitement of the show, and then my brain doesn't work well enough on other things. I can't concentrate. I don't process information. I do things wrong at work. I can't think straight enough to write even the shortest of blog entries. No good.

That's what has happened over the past week or so. I got caught up in a TV show. A thrilling, suspenseful, edge-of-your-seat TV show called The Walking Dead on AMC. It's a riveting look at what life might be like if there was ever a zombie apocalypse. It's very realistic.

I never used to be a fan of zombie shows. Until a couple of years ago when I watched the movie Zombieland with Woody Harrelson and the guy from the movie about facebook. Zombieland is more of a happy-go-lucky look at a zombie apocalypse. The Walking Dead is not nearly as happy-go-lucky. In fact, it would probably be better described as frightening-go-scaredy. But, it's even more riveting than Zombieland, and I can't get enough of it.

I know that my brain will seize up when I let myself get sucked into a TV show. It always does. I tried not to let myself watch The Walking Dead, but it was to no avail. I caught a glimpse of it while I was supposed to be doing other things, and I was instantly hooked. The Wife and I have been watching at least a couple of episodes a night for the past week or so. I've got it bad.
This is a photo of Andrew Lincoln playing the lead role of Officer Rick Grimes in The Walking Dead. If this had been a scene from my dream, that would be a photo of me. Photo by Scott Garfield, courtesy of
It's even gotten to the point that I've dreamed about the show. In my dream, I played the stoic, and even slightly handsome, lead character. I used my cunning and intellect to keep my adoring family out of harm's way. It was a good dream.

In real life, my brain has become so filled with zombies that I'm surprised I remember how to tie my shoe. It's a miracle I remember to feed myself. And who knows what the kids have been up to for the past week. I'm sure they'll be fine until we finish watching season 2.

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