Happy New Zombie Year

Happy New Year. Excuse me for not wishing happiness for the new year more enthusiastically but I’m still miffed that there wasn’t any sort of apocalypse on the 21st. I didn’t want to simply mark the end of a Mayan era that hasn’t been relevant in hundreds of years. I wanted trumpet sounds, four horsemen, zombies, and locust. I especially wanted the zombies. I’ve watched all the Walking Dead episodes. I think I’m ready. Pretty sure. A couple of days earlier, Kurt gave me a “Back to Basics” survival book for my birthday along with a very nice pair of socks. Shush! You need good socks for an apocalypse. It’s hard to run from zombies with cold feet.

Birthday Socks