Zombie Stylist

This weekend the boyfriend and I went to see Resident Evil: Extinction at the movies. It was an enjoyable zombiefest full of blood, sharp knives, zombies and viruses. A few of my favourite things. I specifically enjoyed the part when they handed a zombie a phone to test how ‘domesticated’ it was…

Zombies

It would have been increasingly funny if they handed over an iPhone and said zombie was a Apple fanboy that tried to make a booty call to zombie Steve Jobs, but hey, that’s just my thoughts on how the plot could have incorporated another item I love.

The plot wasn’t without flaws – as with most zombie movies, flaws are more rampant than the zombies themselves – at one point the boyfriend leaned over and pointed out a major flaw during the movie…

“Who do you think has the job of dressing the zombies in little uniforms and putting on their gloves?”

Good question.

Zombies

I have been contemplating this. I do believe that if zombies were to walk the earth and infect the population, thus turning the living into a walking army of moaning cannibals, should the small amount of humans that do survive require a zombie stylist, the job of dressing captured zombies should totally go to the guy who lives nearby and does burnouts at 4am in his car. He so deserves the distinguished job title.

Alas, others will also have to be nominated for the job. Due to accidental zombification, the turnover in the position will be swift. If you would like to nominate someone that you believe deserves to be in charge of dressing rotting naked zombies in uniforms, please do so in the comments so we can generate a rough list. And then, if we all get attacked by zombies, the plans will already have been laid out, and we can spend more time finding unmarked cans of peas and making cool looking belted costumes to hold our weapons.

Boo

As you’ve probably noticed – unless you haven’t hit re-fresh, if so, do it now. Go on. I’ll wait… Done? Ok, moving on – I have made a Halloween themed header.

It features blood splashes, from the Blood Brush Set by a talented DeviantArt user, and icon graphics from the Pumpkin Eve III Set on IconBuffet. And if you’re wondering what inspired the Halloween themed header, it’s a mix of a few things…

  1. Weekend long cold
  2. Boredom
  3. Cold medication
  4. Forgone fun times
  5. Stash of horror movies
  6. Watching The Great Debate and wanting to stab something

I have been so bored, that I looked forward to my six hourly medication with glee, and while on said medication, I actually thought I could set-up Citrix on an Intel Mac. I know. What was I thinking?

Happy Halloween. Don’t catch a cold.

Geeky Accessories

Boobies

I bought the above HTML and 🙂 emoticon earrings recently from Nicholas & Felice at Etsy after I saw Nezz wearing the HTML earrings a few weeks back at a party.

Boobies

My inner geek is now at peace with my head being valid.

The Racks Are Back

It’s that time of year again…

Boobies

No, not the time of year when I replace images on my server with leprechaun porn to take revenge against hot linkers.

It’s Boobie-Thon time!

The time of year when ladies (and some men) take their tops off to raise money to fight breast cancer. If you have a moment to spare, go to the website and donate, or if you’re brave enough, submit a photo to be included in the great Boobie-Thon gallery (as I have done). And if anyone asks, just says it’s for a good cause. A big bouncy good cause. Boobie-Thon runs from the 1st to the 8th of October, and so far, they have raised $2,240 to save the lovely lady lumps.

Note: The above boobies are not real, they are a representation of a Boobie-Thon photo, modelled by the busty Oliver.

Lost & Found

Yesterday my MacBook finally returned from the Apple service centre. All up it cost $536 to be fixed and all they did was put in a new 100GB HDD and try to recover the contents from the old one, which I had already tried to do to no prevail. If only I was paid $121 an hour to do so. Luckily, all the fluffing about was covered by insurance. The only thing not covered was the lost files, including videos from my birthday party of Candy and I blowing out the candles and some drunken exploits that I shan’t mention.

Blowing out the candles on a birthday cake may seem like a periodic event to most, but I haven’t had a cake with candles to blow out in over seven years. I can’t eat store bought cakes, as I am lactose intolerant, and no one can be bothered to bake one. This year the boyfriend stepped up to the plate (or should that be oven?) and baked me the most delicious chocolate mud cake. And for that I adore him. That is why I was so despondent to lose the videos.

As I was downloading all the bytes and pieces to get Sabastian back to his prime last night, I played with the boyfriends new iPod Touch. I was using the YouTube feature and decided to search ‘kitta’ to find one of my own videos to play, as I could think of anything else. I was scrolling through the videos when one caught my eye, it was entitled ‘Happy Birthday Candy & Kitta’. As it played I realised with delight that it was a video someone took of Candy and I at our birthday party blowing out the candles…

Yarr! I am elated that someone else took a video of the event. Thanks to Eugene for capturing that moment I thought I lost and the flaming cutlass.

I wasn’t aware someone yelled out, “come on wenches, blow!”