The Dead Walk!

My mother claims I'm weird, my cousin saids I'm completely rational, and my husband says I better get really good with an ax or a machete. I say we better prepare, the dead could walk!

Regardless what you think at this point, I KNOW my zombie fear is irrational. My fears of clowns and little people are completely irrational, too, but I'm still absolutely terrified of them.

I know zombies are the least likely thing that ever could happen, but people said a black American president would never happen either (yay Obama!). As I see it, you make something zombie proof and it will withstand ANYTHING!

I've seen countless zombie movies. I've read plenty of books. I have spent time with my husband discussing our zombie survival plan. I'd like to think that if it all goes to hell in a hand basket, I'd survive. I'd bet I could be like Cherry Darling in Planet Terror minus the whole losing a leg (I don't think my husband could make me a machine gun peg leg) and I wouldn't want to lose what she loses (don't want to spoil the flick for ya!). She kicks mega zombie tail and goes on to lead the new world, all while being a total hottie.

All that being said, you still may say, "But Summer, I have no clue what to do about zombies!" This, my friend, will help you:

I could go on and on about how awesome this book is and what it can teach you. However, I did that already ( You Know You Want To Click Here...). (Oh, and FYI, my husband was ok after being hit by the truck. He was back to annoying me after a couple of days. The man is a powerhouse!)

I love pretty much all zombie movies and I've seen most of them countless times. I love George A. Romero's Movies. I actively seek out the goriest reanimated corpse stories that I can find. The funny to the scary, they're all wonderful.

 I was ecstatic to see the Nazi zombies of Dead Snow.

I totally hearted the accidental heroes Shaun & Ed of Shaun of the Dead. They brave the undead English world for their family and friends.

And Jenna Jameson and Robert Englung (you read that right, I'm talkin about Freddy frickin Krueger!) totally horrified and titillated me in Zombie Strippers. 

But each of these wonderfully fabulous undead sagas are not the inspiration for this incredibly long (and getting longer) post. This is why I am writing this:

Or, if you prefer:

I am completely in love with Robert Kirkman's brain child, The Walking Dead.

The graphic novels (aka comic books) are impossible to put down once you pick them up. I bought the first compendium and read it in 24 hours. It's so addictive!

My favorite person in the novel is Rick Grimes.

Rick is the quintessential alpha male. The series isn't really about the zombies but about how the zombies change the survivors. Rick is the driving force that keeps the books going. He's all about his need to keep his family safe. He battles some deep psychological demons (as do the other members of the rag tag band of survivors) and some real undead demons, but he still manages to keep it together for his son Carl. Rick is a real man in a surreal world. This was easily the best comic I have ever read (remember, I am a nerd so I have read quite a few!)

When AMC announced they were turning it in to a show (after my happy dance and delighted squeals were over) I did everything I could to prepare myself for the fabulousness of flesh eating ghouls. 

After quickly falling in love with the show, I found my favorite character of the show. Andrew Lincoln is wonderful as Rick (and the first English person to gain my respect for doing a southern role since Vivien Leigh) but he is not my favorite member of the survival group. My heart belongs to Daryl Dixon. 

I don't know if it's because he's a Saint from Boston or because Daryl reminds me of a few men in my family, but Norman Reedus has solidified his place in my heart as my favorite bad ass with this role. With his redneck behavior, ignorant racism and "fuck you" attitude, most people would hate Daryl. Not me. That's the kind of guy I want in my survivor group! He's tough and has no mercy (much like an actual zombie). Look past his rough spots and you'll find a scared man who loves his brother and just wants to keep living. (Well, I'm not gonna lie, I've had a crush on Norman since I the first time I watched him as Murphy MacManus, so I might have been kinda partial on this one. He's just so talented!)

I think the main reason I wrote this was to try to appease my hunger for more episodes of The Walking Dead. It didn't work. Guess I have to reread the first compendium and rewatch season one (for the second time this month). Rumor mill said new episodes start in July. I am beyond excited!!! I recommend that EVERYONE see this series. It's revolutionary!

Any how, don't say I didn't warn you when the dead rise up and decide to have you for a snack!

Disclaimer: No person, thing, book, show, movie or zombie mentioned in this post in any way, shape, or form, asked me to write this or gave me any compensation to write this. I jacked all images from Google image search and just assumed they fell under the Public Domain Usage thingy. Please don't sue, I'm broke anyways. I just wanted to share my zombie obsession with Bloggywood! While I was not offered anything to write this, I will be more than happy to receive any swag you may want to send my way.

- Whether you love me or hate me, you know who I am. 

"I've Been Hit By A Truck" and One Of My Favorite Books

Gettin hit by a truck will take it out of you…





Yes, you read right, my husband Josh was HIT BY AN EIGHTEEN WHEELER!!! He was at work at the greenhouse a week ago and suddenly a stupid skank, you know the kind of person with more money than brains, was speeding (these morons usually go 40-50 mph in this PARKING lot, I use to work there and say someone was gonna get hit). They then hit the front end of the 18 wheeler Josh was, at the back of, unloading. And BAM! 18 wheeler's lift gate pinpoints all the force to my husband's torso. Well, Josh has been very sore but nothing is ruptured and he is badly brused. The dr said that if he didn't get the police report faxed to his office he never would have believed Josh got hit by a truck! He said most people wouldn't have walked away. Thank God for LARGE miracles!


Ok, now to the post of the day!
Today's Blog Hop Tuesday is about your favorite book. I chose a very useful book that Josh and I have just devoured and we both consider it a must have in any human's book collection!





You're walking down the street on your way back home from the company softball game. You have your bat resting on your shoulder when suddenly you hear a moan. No, not the kids-are-asleep-so-it's-mommy-daddy-time kind of moan, but the undead-is-very-hungry kind of moan (thanks to Mr. George A. Romero you know that sound). You turn slowly and smile as you realize there's another person walking home tonight too. Your smile fades as the person begins to "raise its arms, drop its jaw, unleash a hellish moan, and stumble directly toward you." It's a ZOMBIE!!!

Do you know what to do?

Well if you had "The Zombie Survival Guide" by Max Brooks not only would you know what to do, but you'd know how to survive the outbreak with your loved ones (or other survivors who become loved ones as you fight for your lives). With myths and legends to debunk, weapon guides, information on how to tell a somnambulist (not a sleepwalker, but the undead) from a person under the influence of voodoo zombie powder, and a list of all recorded zombie attacks from 60,000 B.C. to 2002 A.D. this book is something every zombie nerd needs!






Be sure to check out "World War Z" (also by Max Brooks) for a glimpse on what a post-zombie world is like…

Mad Love!

P.S. If you don't read the Guide, the way to survive in my senario is to use your bat to bash in the zombie's skull and RUN! Keep an eye out for more ghouls and if you see a bicycle then take it! It's the best mode of anti-zombie transportation!

- Whether you love me or hate me, you know who I am.