Wednesday, October 25, 2006
Zombies! I Couldn’t help it!
Odd, eh? When I have time to post and have nothing to post about, I usually won’t post. But if I tell myself (and my loyal fan(s)) that I won’t post, and I have some useless crap to post about, I find myself logging into Blogger and typing away. Funny! I guess it goes with the old adage about forbidden fruit and all.
Some of you may notice the new link to the right, there. No, not your right! My right! Fine! Left! The new link to the left, then. It’s to an online webcomic called My Living Dead Girl…Well, of course it’s an ONLINE webcomic. Most webcomics come prepackaged on the internet, and few, very few, are found, say, on a spider’s woven home.
Anyway, it IS a webcomic, and I advise you not to click the link. DO NOT CLICK IT! Don’t click it if you are not a zombie fan and are squeamish about the walking dead eating the walking living. There! You’ve been warned!
The setting is a world in a sort of Beaver Cleaver era with a working husband, devoted housewife, older sister who is very chatty and very nonchalant about everything, and a younger sister who’s among the walking dead. The wonderful thing is that the fact that she is among the living-challenged doesn’t seem to be odd to anyone. Even when dogs and cats inexplicitly start going missing around the neighborhood, no one seems to point the finger at the zombie.
Anyway, Jason McDonald writes and draws My Living Dead Girl, and if you are a die-hard zombie fan such as myself, you’ll want to give this a read. Just like yesterday’s post about A Dirty Job, the content is intended for an older, immature audience.
You may wonder about my fascination with the dead lately, and I can’t really explain it other than being quite an unusual coincidence. Although, looking back I have to admit that one of the main characters in Terry Pratchett’s (my absolute favourite author in the entire world) Discworld series was, indeed, Death. Go figure! A movie has just finished filming about Pratchett’s Death, and all that’s left to add are the many, many hours of special effects. Hopefully the time will pass in the blink of an eye, and soon I’ll be watching the first ever live action Discworld movie entitled Hogfather. Now that, and any other of the 30+ Discworld novels, I’d recommend to anyone, young or old. Read them! Read them all! Now!
Now, just to set your mind at ease that I am, in fact, among the living and not a card carrying member of those doomed to walk the earth in search for food that I used to be related to, I had to reflect on what my favorite foods were. It was such a hard decision because I like a lot of food since I’ve gotten over that picky period in my life where I actually required ketchup on a t-bone steak. However, if I had to whittle it down to three choices, and those choices were what I’d only be allowed to eat for the rest of my life without worry of the consequences involved with eating them and them alone, I’d have to say that these following three items would be the penultimate of culinary delights:
Pizza – As soon as I wrote that, I felt a disturbance not unlike the one that Obi Wan felt when an entire planet was blown up in the original Star Wars. The only difference being that instead of feeling a planetful of people screaming in agony, I felt their shoulders sag as they said, “Duh!” But why not pizza? Pizza is versatile! Pizza is tasty! Pizza is a gift from God, himself! That’s the only way I can explain it….
Teriyakis – I love me some teriyakis! Mmm mmm! Chicken, beef, sticky rice, veggies and hot sauce. Good; very good!
Nacho chips and salsa – I could almost live off of nachos and salsa if it wasn't for the fact that I’d die if I just ate nachos and salsa. It is the perfect movie watching snack despite what all you popcorn eaters say. Plus, if I felt the urge, I could take some of the cheese of my pizza and put it on my nacho chips. Am I allowed to have sour cream included with this choice?
There you have it! Next time you have me over you’ll know what to serve. Don’t worry, however, if none of the above three items is on your catering table. I’m very polite, so I’ll just take lots of water with whatever you serve or slip it under the table to the dog. Here, boy! Fillet mignon, boy? Gooooooooood!
Some of you may notice the new link to the right, there. No, not your right! My right! Fine! Left! The new link to the left, then. It’s to an online webcomic called My Living Dead Girl…Well, of course it’s an ONLINE webcomic. Most webcomics come prepackaged on the internet, and few, very few, are found, say, on a spider’s woven home.
Anyway, it IS a webcomic, and I advise you not to click the link. DO NOT CLICK IT! Don’t click it if you are not a zombie fan and are squeamish about the walking dead eating the walking living. There! You’ve been warned!
The setting is a world in a sort of Beaver Cleaver era with a working husband, devoted housewife, older sister who is very chatty and very nonchalant about everything, and a younger sister who’s among the walking dead. The wonderful thing is that the fact that she is among the living-challenged doesn’t seem to be odd to anyone. Even when dogs and cats inexplicitly start going missing around the neighborhood, no one seems to point the finger at the zombie.
Anyway, Jason McDonald writes and draws My Living Dead Girl, and if you are a die-hard zombie fan such as myself, you’ll want to give this a read. Just like yesterday’s post about A Dirty Job, the content is intended for an older, immature audience.
You may wonder about my fascination with the dead lately, and I can’t really explain it other than being quite an unusual coincidence. Although, looking back I have to admit that one of the main characters in Terry Pratchett’s (my absolute favourite author in the entire world) Discworld series was, indeed, Death. Go figure! A movie has just finished filming about Pratchett’s Death, and all that’s left to add are the many, many hours of special effects. Hopefully the time will pass in the blink of an eye, and soon I’ll be watching the first ever live action Discworld movie entitled Hogfather. Now that, and any other of the 30+ Discworld novels, I’d recommend to anyone, young or old. Read them! Read them all! Now!
Now, just to set your mind at ease that I am, in fact, among the living and not a card carrying member of those doomed to walk the earth in search for food that I used to be related to, I had to reflect on what my favorite foods were. It was such a hard decision because I like a lot of food since I’ve gotten over that picky period in my life where I actually required ketchup on a t-bone steak. However, if I had to whittle it down to three choices, and those choices were what I’d only be allowed to eat for the rest of my life without worry of the consequences involved with eating them and them alone, I’d have to say that these following three items would be the penultimate of culinary delights:
Pizza – As soon as I wrote that, I felt a disturbance not unlike the one that Obi Wan felt when an entire planet was blown up in the original Star Wars. The only difference being that instead of feeling a planetful of people screaming in agony, I felt their shoulders sag as they said, “Duh!” But why not pizza? Pizza is versatile! Pizza is tasty! Pizza is a gift from God, himself! That’s the only way I can explain it….
Teriyakis – I love me some teriyakis! Mmm mmm! Chicken, beef, sticky rice, veggies and hot sauce. Good; very good!
Nacho chips and salsa – I could almost live off of nachos and salsa if it wasn't for the fact that I’d die if I just ate nachos and salsa. It is the perfect movie watching snack despite what all you popcorn eaters say. Plus, if I felt the urge, I could take some of the cheese of my pizza and put it on my nacho chips. Am I allowed to have sour cream included with this choice?
There you have it! Next time you have me over you’ll know what to serve. Don’t worry, however, if none of the above three items is on your catering table. I’m very polite, so I’ll just take lots of water with whatever you serve or slip it under the table to the dog. Here, boy! Fillet mignon, boy? Gooooooooood!
