Kelly’s Unnecessary Blog

If zombies suddenly busted through my wall, the first things I’d likely have within reach would be two remote controls and my faithful companion. Possibly my iPhone.

CJ is a creme puff who would be more likely to crawl into the zombie’s lap (if it happened to sit down for a rest before savaging me) than try to defend me against it. My only hope would be if she purred it into oblivion. On the other hand, maybe it would be so charmed by her that it would forget about taking a bite out of me (and hopefully her).

I can’t imagine I’d fare much better with either remote control. One is for the TiVo, the other is for my stereo through which I run the audio. If the zombies were susceptible to certain kinds of music (like the aliens in Mars Attacks! were to Slim Whitman), maybe I’d have just enough time to put something on.

But I’d probably just be eaten. Would you fare better?