I have a bunch of blogs that I've started and then never gotten around to finishing.  Partially to blame is my adult-onset ADD.  I blame the rest of the unfinished blogs on the fact that my life is so chock full of activity, that a moment to myself at a keyboard is unheard of.  It's the same reason I neglect the gym.  And bathing.

I tried to start watching that show about Zombies.  Dead something.  I don't know why now I can't come up with the actual title.  The night of it's premiere, it was all I saw on Facebook... and you know, since I'm one of those if-everyone-on-facebook-is-jumping-off-a-bridge-I'd-probably-heave-my-fat-ass-over-one-too variety of people, I thought I'd tune in to Netflix & catch some of the old episodes and see what the hubbub is all about.   I watched exactly 15 minutes of the first episode.  That was all I could handle.  And it's not because it's not good - it's really good.  Or because I can't relate to the characters (mindless drones with bad teeth = most good citizens in my neighborhood), but it gave me a shit ton of anxiety.  It's the same reason that most of the zombie movies don't appeal to me.  Because I'm a wimp.  Ok, there I said it.  I'm like a 9-year old when it comes to that stuff and I will have nightmares for weeks on end and, frankly, I have enough in my brain to worry about without adding mutant dead people who want to eat your face to that list.  I thought yesterday about what I would happen if an actual zombie Apocalypse occurred, and I think I would just let them eat me.  What's the point in fighting that demise?  I can't even get a good night's sleep if there's a spider in my room that got away... and I'm going to close my eyes with zombies around?  I don't think so.  Of course, as with all things - I'm searching for the sliver lining over here... There's got to be some good points to being a zombie... here are a few I've come up with on the fly:

- No more dentist appointments
- Money saved on getting my nails done
- Invitations to family get togethers suddenly come to a screeching halt
- Abundance of fat people in this country means an endless resource of dinner
- My criteria for a potentially mate in life would change from responsible, honest & kind to just one thing:  dead guy.  (think of the potentially zombie online dating sites?)

Actually, I don't even know that much about zombies.  Maybe they don't need mates for life.  I mean they're dead.  (Mates for death?)  A zombie Apocalypse sure would put things into perspective though.  I bet less people would be worried about tax increases and health care reform.  My vote for president?  The guy with the most guns. 

This morning I was snuggled in my bed with two good looking men (my children, don't be perverted) - and we were all warm and snugly and being goofy.  I asked Wesley who he thought should be president - and showed him pictures of both candidates.  He responded: "They both look dumb".  Which, ironically, couldn't be more truth-bearing.  I asked the same of Wyatt (who insisted on giving his opinion too) and he said "Hulk" should be president.  Then when I asked him why, he had moved on to the new discussion topic of eating his own boogers.  They're not much for political analysis. 

It's not that I don't like debates about politics, it's just that all of the information out there (on anything, really) is biased and filtered and there really is no way to know the whole truth.  There isn't.  A lot of what we read we assume is given to us by some reputable source, but how can we really know for sure?  We can't.  The stuff that politicians say in debates, on TV, etc. has been weeded over by a team of people & what's left isn't even real anymore... it's extremely frustrating.  And some people would say that I'm cynical and untrusting of the government and I would respond that that's half true.  I'm cynical.  And I don't trust most people - not just government elected officials.  I thought I had more to add here, but I'm already bored with the topic.  I'd rather focus on important elections - like Dancing with the Stars.

(I don't watch that either.  Is it even on anymore?  What happened to Urkel?  Did he win?)

I'm going to work now.  Halloween is coming and I couldn't be more excited.  It's my favorite holiday and I'm always a bit sad when it's gone.  Go get a costume, preferably a non-slutty one, and go out and celebrate all things death-related.  And while we are at it, I guess we can add that to the list of zombie pros:

- Every year for Halloween?  I'm going as a zombie.