All We Wanna Do Is Eat Your Brains

We're not unreasonable, I mean no ones gonna eat your eyes.

Zombies, zombies everywhere!

So -- on the coat-tails of the recent popularity of our favorite apocalypse inducing, flesh-eating, and alltogether frightening, friendly neighborhood zombies -- comes the television show to beat all television shows (for the vast majority of halloween night primetime T.V., anyhow). "The Walking Dead" is the newest installment in the world of the zombocalyptic franchise. Long story short (courtesy of http://splashpage.mtv.com/tag/the-walking-dead/):

Some time after suffering an injury during an intense shootout, police officer Rick Grimes (Andrew Lincoln) awakens from a coma only to find himself trapped in a new nightmare. The world he remembers is gone, replaced by a bleak wasteland filled to the brim with a flesh-eating horde of undead monsters.

The shell-shocked Rick forces himself to pull it together as he searches for his wife Lori (Sarah Wayne Callies) and son Carl (Chandler Riggs), but as he soon realizes, hope is a rare commodity in this post-apocalyptic landscape.

Sounds good, huh? Possibly a metaphor for modern society? Naah. I watched this marvel of a show, chock full of "oh shit, zombie horde!" moments, and, somewhow, wasn't in a state of perpetual deja vu. Maybe it was the black guy living next door, mowing down zombies from his bedroom with a scoped hunting rifle. That, or the zombie in a tank. Either way, it's a pretty cool show.

On another zombie related note: I was a zombie for halloween and scared a gaggle of infant trick-or-treaters. Just saying.