I'd be asleep right now if it weren't for the zombies… – Left-handed, Blond Capricorns, Untie!
Since he was the second person I'd heard mention the show in as many days, I actually thought this might be a good idea. Even after I woke up this morning, yelling for "Barry!" to save me from the dream-zombie that was about to eat my brains (and no, I have no clue who Barry is, btw) before I'd ever even so much as watched a commercial for the show, I still thought, "I should check this show out." What an idiot I am.
If you're as clueless as I am, and have somehow managed to avoid all mention of this program that is now through it's second season, think Stephen King's The Stand…with zombies. Lots and lots of zombies.
I have never been one to shy away from horror movies. Back in the day, I used to love crap like Nightmare on Elm Street (all 87 of 'em) and Creepshow ("Thanks for the ride, lady!")…the gorier and creepier the better. None of it bothered me, and I never had a single nightmare. With the ignorance that only true idiocy can bring, I sat down at 9:30 tonight to have my first experience with The Walking Dead. Did I mention that I am at home? Alone? Approximately 10 minutes in, the thought crossed my mind that this might not have been the best idea I've ever had.
Now it's 1:00am, and not only am I hesitant to sleep, because, damn it, who's going to keep the undead from feasting on my brains while I rest, but I will probably also never, ever, under any circumstances, want to visit Atlanta. Or ride a horse.
Man, I can't wait to see what happens in episode 2.
Don't think I'll tune in on that show.
I dunno…when the Zombie Apocalypse begins, you may regret that decision.
Of course you know who Barry is. He danced at your birthday party for you and everything. Sheesh! CRS must be kicking in.