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Zombies Are People





There is no getting around it, zombies are here to stay, as ugly as they are we love them. They have become a way of life for a gazillion of us. Even before The Walking Dead rolled into Hollywood, they were popular, but now…..well, we see them everywhere.

Zombies have that special way of saying I love you, as their shit smelling breath gets close to your pale juicy skin.


And lets not forget about the ones who are missing body parts and still manage to walk around like nothing is wrong……..I wonder what kind of zombie the Terminator would have made?

Zombies used to be people before the apocalypse hit.

  • They went to movies and ate popcorn with stale, fake butter.
  • Pre-zombie people talked to each other, telling bad jokes, and laughing when they thought they should; now they just bite your face off…. seems a simpler way of life.
  • Shopping for groceries used to be fun, now we have to worry about finding body parts in the cooler isle.
  • Before becoming a zombie they would take their kids to the park and watch them play in the sand box, filtering through cat turds.
  • For entertainment they used to watch the news, gladiators, sitting in the comfort of their home, hoping for something juicy and violent.
  • Before the world f**ked up people used to have sex, now, as zombies they can’t because their parts would fall off.
  • They worried about getting to work on time; now they don’t worry because their brains look like a can of refried beans.

Life is good not being a zombie, I can blink, I’m pretty sure most days I don’t smell like a corpse, and it’s been awhile since I chewed an ear off.



Then again, who knows what tomorrow will bring.






Daily Prompt: Island of Misfit Posts


We all have something we’d like to write about, but that doesn’t really “fit” our blog. Write it anyway.

My blog is whatever I want it to be, I’ve not really set myself strict guidelines, and that’s the fun part. So this morning I’ll play along and be a movie critic.

Movie Review-Web Head

Hubby and I went to see the new superman movie last night, “Man Of Steel”, a good action flick if that’s what you’re into. I won’t make this a “spoiler alert”, because I think people who do that should be slapped in the head. Nothing more irritating than someone telling you about a new flick when they know you haven’t seen it.

Since I’m not a real movie critic it means I don’t have to follow the guidelines they would….he he.. my favorite part, it’s in my nature to be a shit disturber to some extent.

The casting director did a good job picking the actor to play superman, Henry Cavill, fits the bill in every way, including looking good in a spandex suit. Tall, handsome and suave… I could go on, you get the picture. Amy Adams is awesome, a talented girl who will be around Hollywood a long time.

The story is refreshingly different from the other versions we’ve seen, thank God. Special effects are good, which is what we have come to expect from tinsel town these days.  Russell Crowe plays superman’s father, a nice touch, with Kevin Costner playing his earthly version.

We’ve seen good and bad 3D, and opted out to pay extra to see the big guy, it’s not always necessary to fully enjoy the show, and especially irritating when it turns out to be a mediocre effect. The best we’ve seen in 3D was the movie Hansel & Gretel: Witch Hunters. An arrow came flying at me and I moved my head to the side so it would stick in my eye…:0)

I of course, had to have an over-priced bag of popcorn, as usual. I’m somewhat of a piglet when it comes to the non-nutrient dense food particles.

It may have been more fitting for us to have seen a Wolfman  movie, the full moon last night ( and tonight ) will be the biggest of the year, but hey. We opted to watch a guy save people rather than have them for snack.

I don’t mind ranting about things from time to time, perhaps this is a new calling for me. :0)


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Daily Prompt: The Clock


Write about anything you’d like. Somewhere in your post, use the sentence, “I heard the card door slam, and immediately looked at the clock.”




true story

When I was still quite young, I learned the importance of always being on time. My mother was like this, so I suspect that’s where I get it from. This can be good and bad, because those of us who are punctual get rather annoyed at the people who think it’s no big deal.

My first date happened when I was about thirteen, my exact memory is rather foggy, I was a teenager with hormones running like a steam engine. One of the boys who rode the school bus with me asked me out one day, and rather abruptly I might add. “Do you want to go to a show one night?” He was a few years older than me, and at that age it seemed like a big deal. He was in high school! Whoa….

He was kind of a weird guy, but of course I agreed, being awkwardly shy at that age I really didn’t know what else to say. “Sure, ok.” Wow, intelligent response. Saturday night rolled around, I had been ready for hours. I kept pacing up and down the hallway, trying to look natural. My mother must have been a nervous wreck. I casually walked into the kitchen and looked out the window, for the tenth time.  I sat down at the table, and flipped through a magazine…tick tock, tick tock. I heard the card door slam, and immediately looked at the clock. 

He was quite late, and the date turned out to be a disaster. When we got to the movie theatre, we rushed walking to the door. He didn’t want to hold my hand so tugged on my arm to hurry me along, even though he was the one who was late, lol. What a doorknob; needless to say there wasn’t a followup evening out.