Thursday, March 7, 2013

Dirty Sex, Zombie Cats and Television

Let me start out by saying that I can go a long, long time without the luxury of cable television. I have my shows that I like but especially with the invention of the DVR, I have to be in the mood to just veg out and watch the boob tube. Otherwise I can find a million other things to do. When I was a single Mama attending college and living in my own apartment I was fine without cable TV, especially as long as I had internet and DVDs.

With that said, now I must confess that when I hear of a popular TV series, I can only take it so long before I wonder what all the fuss is about. People really are sheep, we follow the herd. When a bunch of us rave about something, the herd usually follows. I mean must be how the Keurig and K-Cups got so popular because I have tried that coffee and it is weak as hell. Mocha Nut Swirl and Irish Crème Infusion both taste like weak as hell coffee. No flavor and EXPENSIVE!

First I did it with Grey’s Anatomy. Then Law & Order SVU. Then Sons of Anarchy. I turn the Netflix on and every other aspect of my life is ignored until I get thru every single episode. I submerge and obsess. So of course, it only makes sense to submerge and obsess over The Walking Dead. Now I am not one for gore, so it was a tad bit iffy at the beginning if I was going to like the series. However, I am now on Season 2, Episode 10. I have made a few observations about zombie apocalypses.

• Observation # 1: I am curious where these people get an over abundance of ammunition from. They have to seek out medications, water, fuel but I have yet to hear them say, “Oh crap, we are down to one box of ammo, we need to venture out to get more.” Same with Daryl’s arrows, which to me are even harder to find a supply of.
• Observation # 2: You don’t shower. You don’t own a toothbrush anymore. You have wore the same clothes for six weeks straight. There is an awful lot of sex going on for such low standards of personal hygiene. Not to mention that having sex would probably make the lowest priority on my list if trying to not be eaten alive by the walkers. So each time anyone kisses or begins to even suggest getting it on, I am gagging at the thought of their breath, their body odor & the grime on their skin. Sorry but I just can’t do skank sex.
• Observation # 3: It’s obvious these ladies have their periods once a month but yet I have yet to hear them say, someone needs to make a tampon run. Sorry, but as a female my mind instantly goes there when I think of surviving. I can’t even help it when I watch Survivor on CBS. I think periods should just stop in the event of survival mode. And in honor of # 2 & # 3 combined…why would you have sex if you could possibly get pregnant? Lori proved to the world why sex during an apocalypse of any kind is deadly.
• Observation # 4: How come animals don’t come back as zombies? I have yet to see a dog, cat or cow zombie.
• Observation # 5: I let it slide with Jase from Duck Dynasty but when I found myself winking and blowing kisses at Daryl, I had to admit that I have an odd attraction towards rednecks with a chip on their shoulder. It explains my husband, but I do make him shower before any sexual conduct.

Maybe I overanalyze, but I am realistic. It’s why I have a hard time with Sci-Fi or paranormal. My five year old came out in the living room last night when I was watching the episode with the walkers in the barn. I explained to her that it was just a show and the people wore make up and pretended to be zombies for the show. We talked about how they weren’t real and that’s why she never saw one in real life. We argued whether vampires were real because if bats exist then vampires must (five year old logic). She had a toy kitten that meows and walks nearby. She was playing with it and observing how ratty it looked, I said to her, “Is that a zombie kitty?” Quickly backtracking because I was worried about scaring her I said I was joking and she was a pretty kitty. At that very moment she squeezed the kitty to make it meow…of course the batteries decide to weaken in that very moment and the meow turns into a zombie like low moan.

I have always hated cats.