Saturday, October 16, 2010 This Could Have Been Tragic

Luckily, I found out about a zombie pub crawl planned for my neck of the woods before I could accidentally stumble upon it. Cripes, can you imagine the carnage that would have resulted? Me slamming my car into a crowd of "undead" before leaping out and laying waste to even more would-be revelers with the zombie killin' kit I keep in the trunk?

I, of course, will not be attending.
  1. I hate the smell of make-up.
  2. Who the hell drinks on Roosevelt Road, anyway? I've been hanging out on Madison Street for twenty years.
  3. It would be like asking a Viet Nam vet with PTSD to party with a bunch of Viet Cong cosplayers.