Don't send that text!

I had three dreams last night that I can remember. The first one involved, you know it, zombies. Every time I would send a text message, a zombie would appear or find me somehow. Somehow the zombies were linked in with cell networks of the world. My dream-self suspected someone was controlling the zombies through a satellite or something. Ludicrous! I think this dream was inspired by the upcoming film Cell based on the Stephen King novel of the same name.

The second dream involved me carpooling with a co-worker. We got pulled over for speeding. The cop was Mark McKinney from Kids in the Hall. He let us go without giving us a ticket because I explained that we were carpooling. I have been watching a lot of Kids in the Hall lately.

The third, and my favorite, dream involved me creating an extremely powerful fighting technique. I traveled the globe whooping the world's top fighters. I was unstoppable! I plan on filming a demonstration of the move very soon so I can post it here for your viewing pleasure.

Where are the zombies?

So since I have created this blog I have only had one zombie dream. I know. Crazy. I can't even remember much of it. It was something about how I was living with a bunch of hillbillies in the country and the whole zombie apocalypse went down. Nothing much changed for me and the hillbillies. We drank, had barbecues, played horseshoes, and shot an occasional zombie. I think we all wore overalls. That's all I can recall.

While not a bad zombie dream, it wasn't very scary. My previous dreams were very scary. They could be classified as nightmares. I would wake up sweating and hurriedly check to see if I locked the door. I hated and loved them at the same time. So last night I got a text from a friend saying that she was having a ton of zombie dreams. I envied her right away. What about me? What happened to my zombie dreams? It's not like I haven't been reading about zombies or watching movies about zombies. So what gives? Is it over? Have I conquered my zombie dreams? Will I have to change the name of this blog? Stay tuned to find out.

Whew!

I have a lot going on right now. Here is the list:

1. 23 different background checks
2. Homework
3. Read school books
4. Get fingerprints taken for aforementioned 23 background checks
5. Watch Trapped in the Closet in it's entirety
6. Waste time browsing the internet
7. Laundry
8. Stare longingly at my Xbox 360
9. Maintain friendships
10. Donate money to Obama

Diary of the Dead Review

Terrible.

Thinking about the Cosby Show

So I was thinking about the Cosby Show the other day at work. Even as a child, I was always bothered that Cliff's dad didn't look much older than him. I did some research on IMDB and found out that the actor that played Grandpop Huxtable was only eleven years older than Bill Cosby. Did anybody else wonder about this back in the 80's?

You're gonna need a bigger boat.

So last night I dreamed about the movie Jaws. It's one of my favorite films. I always end up watching it when it come across it on AMC. My dream basically replayed the film for me but with different actors and a slightly different plot. Eventually my dream turned into me writing a paper about the movie and the novel by Michael Crichton.

The dream in itself isn't too weird. What is weird is this morning while eating breakfast I see on the news that Roy Schneider died yesterday. He was the guy in Jaws that played the Sheriff and said one of my favorite lines in cinema, "Smile you sunavabitch!"

Let's recap, shall we? Last night I dream about the movie Jaws. I find out the next day that the actor who had the leading role in that same film died. Last week I predicted that the Giants would not only beat the Patriots but they would beat them by three points. They went on to do so.

Have I recently untapped some latent power of precognition? I certainly hope not because I tend to dream about zombies.

They put their helmets on part two.

The New York Giants upset the New England Patriots Sunday night by a score of 17 to 14. Well, it looks like the Giants kept their helmets on.

I said it three weeks back that the Giants had "Put their helmets on today" when they upset the Packers. I believe my new sports phrase, that is sweeping across the nation, served as a catalyst that helped the Giants win one of the greatest upsets in Super Bowl history.

Now some of you might say that it was the defensive line of the Giants that constantly pressured, hurried, and sacked Tom Brady that decided the outcome of the Super Bowl. Others of you might say it was Eli Manning finally stepping out of the shadow of his brother and father and leading the game winning drive that won the game. And one of or two of you might even try and blame the loss on Tom Brady's bum ankle. Well, all of you are wrong. It was the phrase.

So let's please stop debating the merits of my new phrase. Not only does it sound really cool, but it also helps win Super Bowls.

On a side note, I picked the the Giants to win by 3. I swear.

drunk

Hello everyone. I am drunk tonight. I am playing rockband with buddies. Pzander and groff a re really good singers and natalie is a really good drummer. I haven't had tequilaa in a long time. Tonight, i had two shots.