Moral-Flexibility.Net

“Passengers on a German train mistook a Halloween reveler dressed up as a gore-covered zombie for a murder victim and called the police.

The 24-year-old man fell into a drunken slumber on his way home from a Halloween party in Hamburg, police in the northern town of Bad Segeberg said Monday…

Uh, while I’m all for exercising caution around zombies, did no one think to check the guys pulse before pushing the panic button?

Last night we hosted a sleepover for our daughter and my two sisters. Pizza, popcorn, chemical break lights, sleeping bags and movies abounded. Much noise was generated, the bulk of it laughter.

As a parent it was tiring, spending an equal amount of time as entertainment director and peacekeeper, but watching my daughter run around giggling like a maniac made every second worthwhile.

The fact that zombies featured prominently into the evening didn’t hurt either (The movie of choice for the girls was, again, “Scooby Doo on Zombie Island”), reinforced by me trying to sneak in a quick game of Operation Flashpoint with the Farmland Mod Horror Pack finally installed (Uh, that means zombies instead of Russians as the enemy) which ended up being a team effort as the girls gleefully pointed out zombies threatening to over run my position.

How much does counselling cost again? Just trying to budget for the future.

I’ve just finished Gospel of the Living Dead: George Romeros visions of a hell on Earth by Kim Paffenroth, a detailed overview and analysis of Romeros trilogy(?) of Night, Dawn, Day and Land of the Dead with the 2004 remake of Dawn of the Dead added for good measure.

The fact that Romeros movies take a shot at racism, consumerism, sexism and other societal ills is nothing new to anyone even passingly familiar with these films, but Paffenroth provides a guided tour of the subtext that is both entertaining and educational. While there is some political bias evident, it’s not so pervasive as to put one off the material covered.

I’ll be rereading the book with a more critical eye the second time through (and hopefully fewer three year old interuptions) but feel certain that any fan of the genre would welcome this book on their shelves.

It’s available here if you want to take a gander.

As Jilly watches Scooby Doo on Zombie Island I recline on the couch reading Gospel of the Living Dead: George Romeros vision of a hell on Earth.

Do things get better than this? I think not.

[I'll post my thoughts on the book when I'm done, but so far it's an engrossing read.]

It’s been a little while since I played around with our new digital camera, and so here for your enjoyment are some pictures of the VZ58 wearing it’s tan furniture.

I’m still not 100% on the tan furniture, it is a vast improvement over the horrific standard faux-wood stock it came with, and I’d prefer to stay away from black furniture (as I’m seriously considering restoring the Norinco M14 to all-black), but no other colors appeal to me.

I’m thinking that I should just go ahead and order real wood furniture for the rifle and be done with it. There are no attachments I want to add to this rifle, no plans for optics or tacti-cool accessories. It’s my primary anti-zombie rifle, and I think it’s just fine in it’s “bling-less” configuration.

I could be wrong however, any thoughts?

I am in desperate need of a mental health day, but a weekend off will have to do. I didn’t take any overtime this weekend, the extra money would have been nice but I’m dragging my posterior as it is (I already have one statutory holiday OT shift, and one normal OT shift in for this pay period).

Some time with the family would be nice, and I’m planning to get on top of some chores that have been residing on the “to-do” list for way too long and might even spend a little time catching up on some zombie reviews (the most recent additions to the collection are Flight of the Living Dead and Zombie Town, neither of which was absolutely horrible.).

I’m in the midst of renewing my range membership, and this means I’ll likely end up unable to shoot for a few weeks as my old membership expires and my new one wanders through CanadaPosts mess before it finds it’s way to me.

Otherwise things are going swimingly.

Sometimes after a chocolate ice cream treat it’s important to just sit down, put on your shades, grab a book and jabber into your cell phone.