OMG, you guys, since last we spoke, I watched The Talking Dead from last week, and thanks so much Laurie Holden, I pretty much am Andrea. The quiz wizards at AMC looked into my soul and found the character I found most annoying through first 2 seasons of The Walking Dead. I just like to believe that I would have killed my own Governor when I had the chance and/or taken his damn truck (How did I not point this out last week?!?!?) when I thought he was being eaten alive inside of that warehouse. I kind of hope she’ll go on to find love in a soapless hopeless place.
Also, I’ve discovered what would kill me in the zombie apocalypse. I don’t think it would be the actual zombies. What would happen is that one day, we’d go into a pharmacy and all of the Zyrtec would be gone. Then another day, all of the Claritin would be gone. Finally, all of the Benadryl would be gone, and that would be the day that I would tell everyone to go on without me. I’d make a heroic sacrifice, but I’d probably be too tired not to screw it up. Allergic reactions without antihistamines are just that fun, kids.
Moving on, this week, lots happened. Michonne and Merle road trip, Bible study, other stuff that I don’t want to spoil before the cut, so let’s go a-recapping, shall we? Continue reading →
Hannah has been slowly losing her shit while no one around her really noticed. Or, if they did, they were probably too self-involved or too tired of her shit to really do anything about it, so our heroine is in big trouble, kids. Big. Let’s just go on and see how she’s dealing shall we?
So, I took this Walking Dead character quiz, which took for-effing-ever to load, so I caution you against it, however, if you must, you can find it here. If you do, come back and tell me who you are. So, yeah anyway, I did take it, and sweet Christ on a cracker, I got Andrea.
Seriously? I couldn’t get Maggie? Or Glenn? Or Beth?
Could the wizards at AMC sense my love of hot showers, well-meaning interference and uncanny ability to pick the wrong guy, or the right guy at the wrong time (I bet Phil was swell before the whole going bonkers thing), through my responses to just 7 questions? Whatever.
So, speaking of Andrea, this week, girlfriend had a hard time, huh? And Tyreese, shit’s about to get not-so-good there, right? And the Governor, homie is strait-up buggin’. Let’s just get started, shall we?
Okay, okay, okay. Sorry. I’ve had this sinus thing that turned into this upper respiratory thing, and essentially I slept a lot last week. Then I had all kinds of real-life stuff to take care of, since I had been sleeping during real life. You all need to find a way to pay me to make you laugh about what I think about TV shows, then you could have something new every day. I watch a lot of TV. Regardless, none of my real-life stuff has taken me to the place Hannah’s real-life stuff has taken her to. I’m worried about everyone right now, Pritchard doesn’t agree with me, he wants to grow up to be Charlie, I don’t think even Charlie’s on solid footing right now. Want to know why? Get to clickin’…
You aren’t kidding, Chomps! It’s the big meet-up at the crappy, old barn and our boys Rick and El Goverino do everything but sniff each others butts and pee their names in the snow. Such men they are! We also learn more about Woodbury’s laughable excuse for a Daryl, Caesar. Speaking of Daryl, you’d think there would be more of him in an episode with “arrow” in the title, right? Whatevs, to the blahking!
So, this week, it’s a Michonne, Rick and Carl road trip. They’re of in search of more guns. And, they’re all we’ll see this time out, no prison, no Woodbury. Just Carl and Michonne’s new buddy comedy and Rick in the prison Morgan created for himself out of guns and spray paint and batshit crazy. Continue reading →