World Zombie Day has come and gone, and I got to watch a whole team full of them lose a baseball game! Sweet.
I’m thinking that I need to start watching football, but then what would I do with my angst and pent up rage? I’m not planning on being a Tampa Bay fan. I’m not that crazy.
We learned today that the gassy smell in the vicinity of the car was, in fact, gas. Fortunately, my not-blown-up-in-a-fireball wife took it into the shop, and they figured out that our “no smoking” policy probably added 20 or so years to our lives. It cost us this year’s “Best Neighborhood Explosion” trophy, but them’s the breaks.
Sometimes not burning to death while speeding down the highway is the right thing to do.
Now you know, and knowing is half the battle.
There I was hoping that you had actually seen a team of zombies play a baseball game… but I suppose your analogy is correct, as usual.
How did I miss that it was World Zombie Day? Did you go see Zombietown to celebrate? (As usual, I’ll wait for it to come out on DVD.)
I am incredibly happy that you didn’t get blowed up driving down the road. Continue that trend, OK?
Too bad about not winning the “Best Neighborhood Explosion” trophy, but sometimes ya gotta sacrifice.
(That award frightens me. I know some of the kids in my neighborhood. Yikes!)
Still haven’t seen “Zombieland” despite much desire. The latest car drama will probably put the kibosh on that until the dollar theater or DVD, though.
Sometimes not being a flaming zombie while speeding down the highway is the right thing to do.
I’m really glad you guys don’t smoke any more, and that you got the thing fixed. 🙂
Sarah took the boys to see Zombieland yesterday. They loved it! (OK, Sarah not so much. She had to go in order for them to get in, it being an R rated movie and all.)
some days, you just can’t get rid of a bomb.