Today, the zombies have managed to make their way to Columbus, in a zombie walk at Goodale Park.
I managed to get off my bum, brave the heat and go check it out. I also managed to remain uneaten, which is impressive, given the number of zombies in the area.
I didn't dress up, in part because I arrived at the park two hours before the walk was scheduled to begin to sit under a tree and read (very pleasant!). That experience probably would have been less pleasant if I had fake blood drying and flaking to contend with.
So, I read until I saw the first zombies making their way through the park. Then I followed them to where they were gathering. And by "follow" I mean, saw them, looked at the direction they were headed and made my own way there. Zombies=not fast (in this particular case all of the normal park goers were asking them what was going on).
And I have to say, I'm glad I didn't attempt to dress up. Because whatever I would have done would have been pathetic compared to these zombies:
Quite the happy family, wouldn't you say?
Yes, Mr. Priest Man, I think we are doomed. Especially since it was over 80 degrees and so many of the zombies were overdressed. But I suppose they didn't mind too much, being dead and all.
That wee-little boy is, in fact, a zombie killer. He is poised to take on all three of those police-zombies. Who are you betting on?
I was just so impressed at some of the detail these peeps went to. I wouldn't even know how to begin doing such a job...aside from maybe never washing my face again...but that doesn't really appeal.
Some zombies even brought their own food (btw, the entire event was a food drive...to feed the living).
And also, ducklings! and Happy Dog!
Well, um, the ducklings get two thumbs up.
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