Good news, Burrell!

But! But! HULK SMASH! Beserker rage!

For some of us, that would just be a recipe for trouble. And getting killed. I'm going to rely on my wiles! I wish both nearby malls had food courts, instead of just the one.

I am so tempted to purloin that for a tagline...may I?

Please do! Anything I can do to contribute to your violent nature and/or rep!

ION, I've been gluten-free for 2 weeks, and I just had 2 slices of pizza (frozen pizza, but still pizza) for my experiment. I await results.

Or, I hope, lack of results.

But! But! HULK SMASH! Beserker rage!

Well at that point, yeah, I'm screwed, but that's why you need to have a plan in advance! My friend & I spent a long cigarette break at work today discussing where to hole up when the zombies come. (If we're not at work, because we've already come up with a plan for that. Obviously.)

Sure, the other smokers looked at as funny at first, but after a bit we agreed that if we needed to flee, whoever got to Julian's boat in time should use it.

Tom, I want ita to go back in time and ask your dad if he watches Firefly.

Man, that's a great plan. I fully support it. Tom, I'm very sorry.

This is why I will not go to haunted houses and yet my mother to this day will insist -- INSIST -- that I liked them as a kid.

In theory, I should LOVE haunted house -type things. LOVE. I'm a big fan of the horror genre, and I want to move into the Haunted Mansion at Disneyland. And yet, every time I have gone to a haunted house attraction, I do not have fun. My suspension of disbelief is too strong for my own good, sometimes.

(But I would LOVE to work at a haunted house attraction. Oh, that would be fun!)

I wish both nearby malls had food courts, instead of just the one.

NO, NOT A MALL!

(Too many entrances.)

wait, jesse, why a food court?

Zombies, in my world, are slow. And the people with whom I work are stupid. I might get by on my wits alone.

Oh man, does the spring time smell of major jasmine remind anyone else of Angel?

Whoo! Grr!

I admit, I'd use the apocalypse as an excuse to change my wardrobe and kill things. Saving people and extending my own life...sure, if it happens. I am so not the story's hero.

Hmm. I don't own a chainsaw. That could be a problem.

I admit, I'd use the apocalypse as an excuse to change my wardrobe and kill things.

What would be your apocalyptic wardrobe?

Me, I'm picturing one of those vests with a billion pockets and places to attach grenades, etc. that Hollywood military types wear.

eta: Obviously there would be pants as well.

I love rollercoasters. I love spinny, pukey thrill rides. My all time favorite rides are swing rides. My favorite rides at Cedar Point are Airmax: [link]

And Skyhawk: [link]

Both are whackadoo crazy hydraulic swingy rides that rock my world.